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well, the temperature last night
dipped down to 38 degrees
I put pajamas on
and watched TV
and I thought I had a fever
staring at the screen
I felt my ears get hot
and my eyes get weak

oh but I was just burning
burning, burning, burning for you

I climbed into bed
I hadn't came for a week
I pulled the covers up
and I reached down deep
and I tried to imagine my mate
but she was covered in weeds
and I broke open spread eagle in the leaves

but I was just burning
burning, burning, burning for you

nights like these I wanna leave New York City
pack my clothes, grab the van
and drive somewhere pretty
maybe some small ski town
with a real nice pub
and a place we'd rent and get fucked up

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from 45th St. Queens (2014), released December 15, 2016

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Private Victories Los Angeles, California

Private Victories was the moniker under which songwriter Grant Carey released a string of solo releases from 2016 - 2018

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