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"Pull My Hair"


Is the passion all gone?

Or is it still newly wed?

If all this heat is doing is making us stick to the bed

Then there is no life to revive.

But if the hunger is still there, buried somewhere inside

Covered up by the boredom we've been trying to hide

Then dig it up and devour

And it will be more like a song

And less like its math

If you pull on my hair, and bite me like that

And the truth is that I can't hardly wait

And I don't care if we stay up too late

Don't answer the phone

Don't answer the phone

And it will be more like a song and less like its math

If you pull on my hair and bite me like that

And the truth is that I can't hardly wait

It itches so bad that I can't concentrate

Don't answer the phone

Don't answer the phone

And it will be more like a song and less like its math

If you pull on hair and bite me like that.