Playing Possum for a Peek

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Owen (USA) - Pop

Playing Possum for a Peek

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I'm made up of instincts None of which are too keen But I get by with these high cheekbones Little faith in people or a higher being And I'm a man with desires And If I told you any different I'd be a liar As hard as I've tried I've found I can't deny myself of those Things that I want As last night turns into this morning – Buried in your blankets, left for dead My heart beating in my head – I lie still, pretending I'm asleep And I watch you put your clothes on for me The local pharmacist and his wife And I'm convinced after your performance That this world is too big for us And our stupid instincts, and our stupid desires

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