Impulse Crush lyrics by Ithaca. Companion A passenger in the back seat Fingertips brush your eyelids A gift from the past is no present When you’re sitting on...
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Companion
A passenger in the back seat
Fingertips brush your eyelids
A gift from the past is no present
When you’re sitting on your hands
Oh, if you’re so tired
Why can’t you sleep at night?
Oh, if you’re so lonely
Why is your jaw so tight?
Oh, if you’re so afraid
Then why can’t you turn on the fucking light?
Turn it on
Turn on the light
Turn it on
Now I'm so illuminated
If you’re so bright
How don’t you know
How don’t you know?
A gift from the past is presentation
Affection is an affectation
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