Lyrics Dead Air - Peter McPoland
Oh,
my
God,
my
stomach
flipped
again
Oh,
shit,
my
face
is
turning
red
I
taste
where
my
lips
bled
From
now,
then
all
that's
in
my
head
I
thought
that
I
would
dream
of
you
by
now
And
if
I
stare
long
enough
Is
that
dead
air
Or
is
it
love,
love,
love?
What's
that
face
staring
at
me
for?
Son
of
God
or
just
a
lying
whore
Take
these
thoughts
and
carve
the
others
out
Baby,
take
my
thoughts
and
carve
the
others
out
'Cause
maybe,
in
the
morning,
the
sun
won't
shine
And
maybe,
in
the
morning,
my
lungs
won't
rise
If
I
believe
in
something,
it's
nothing
nice
But
I
believe
in
falling
in
love
Yes,
I
believe
in
falling
in
love
in
love,
in
love,
in
love,
in
love
I'm
falling
in
love,
in
love,
in
love,
in
love,
in
love
Falling
back
in
love,
in
love,
in
love,
in
love,
in
love
(I
believe
in
falling
in
love)
I'm
falling
back
in
love,
in
love,
in
love,
in
love,
in
love
(I
believe
in
falling
in
love)
I'm
falling
back
in
love,
in
love,
in
love,
in
love,
in
love
(falling
back
in
love)
Falling
back
in
love,
in
love,
in
love,
in
love,
in
love
(falling
in
love
and
love)

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