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99.9 Fahrenheit degrees
Stable now, with rising possibilities
It could be normal but it isn't quite
Could make you want to stay awake at night
You seem to me
Like a man
0n the verge of burning
99.9 Fahrenheit degrees
Pale as a candle
And your face is hot
And if I touch you
I might get what you've got
You seem to me
Like a man
