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Internal combustion

from Claws, smoke, hips and LOVE by Samuel Blues

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I knock on the wooden door, please let me in my love.
She looks through the keyhole, lets me in.
A month passes by and I start changin'.
My compass just doesn't point north.

Can you count to four? One two three four.
Can you count to four for me?

Back on an island with one palm tree.
Seems like it's growing just for me.
Internal combustion, the fuel so dark.
You can't unscramble scrambled heart.

Can you count to four? One two three four.
Can you count to four for me?

A boat from the tree I'll make
and then I'll lose my shade.
I know it's wrong what should I do?
I'll always remember when she drew me a picture.
Two clouds, one yellow and one blue.

Can you count to four? One two three four.
Can you count to four for me?

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from Claws, smoke, hips and LOVE, released October 20, 2013

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