I don't know why
He sticks by my side
But ever since him, I'm just not the same
Bearing teeth and
Fur to breathe in
Drawing blood but sleeping by my side
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
Indiana
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
Indiana
Just wanna be right next to you
There's no one else I'd rather talk to
With all your cuts and scars
Making biscuits once more
On your favorite fleece, I'm picking up the fur
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
Indiana
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
Indiana
I'm holding on to that feeling I get with you
There's no one else I
I'd rather listen to
Woah, people just bore me
Woah, people just bore me
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
Indiana
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
Indiana
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