The Talks fire

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Sober leaning on the cash machine with nothing on my phone
Trying to avoid the werewolves round me
Then I see your face and all the alphas caught in chase,
Think twice and join the 10 deep at the bar
And then you turn your head and smile at me and I think oh my god this cannot be so i jitter a few broken words. You laugh find it charming which I find quiet alarming. And then you kissed me where it hurts
Just like a fire,
No love no happy ending,
Now only you me in here
Just like a fire,
The neighbours won't stop complaining sun comes up
When she's going down
Drunken falling out the exit for a party up the road
Stumble and fumble hands inside clothes
Its 6 in the morning,
Give me something to stop me yawning
And then you grip me where it hurts

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