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She wakes up, puts a little on
I'm waiting outside, hope it doesn't a long time
Cuz I'm trying to while the night is young
But I bite my tongue because of might come

We run till the sunrise, mix the butterflies
Lips locked, tongues
Two inside of the glove box in my ride
She outside and I'm tongue tied

Last week she made me tea
Started touching me, not giving me much to breathe
At ease girl, you're looking like a toy
Could you please light a candle and put on Pink Floyd

I can't handle your noise right now, my vibe
I want to inside of my own damn mind
And for the time being like I'm seeing a reason
To please the part of my being that feels as the Aegean Sea

about to freeze, walking through the autumn leaves
Stop and the Peonies, maybe eat a few of these
you and me, and we're one and the same
Toxins in the brain add oxygen to the because...

Soon it be cold enough to build fires
Living in the city and we see stars
Yeah we've got a to take it too far
But I don't to call it a night quite yet

Soon it will be cold enough to build
Grew up in the city and we never saw
Yeah we've got a tendency to it too far
But I don't want to call it a quite yet

The time I saw her sitting at barstool
Peeling the label off of a bottle of
Our soon to be was playing through the juke box
Got a panoramic view of her tube top

Biker boots complimented her daisy
Whiskey on the rocks like she trying to get
Dawning a disguise the rest of the bar files
All starry eyed and escaping the hard

So I into the seat beside her
Living to die, I thought I'd it a try
I said, "It's getting colder, drinking until we're sober
A quarter of the way through and getting older

I want to move girl," That's what I told her
And then she said with a of her shoulder
"You're popping tags on your while there's tags on the toes
Of a people froze in the city Winter cold

Reaching into your bag of lies; hand out all alibis
Hitting on women and then you them when the cab arrives
What kind of girl do you me for?"
She me a cigarette and we headed for the door singing...

This is what looks like, 2 am at night
Sipping a light, gripping on a fatty type booty
And I'm like of moody from the come down
Chasing the sun round the planet till we're

Did we up to become dumb kids
Did we get the the vote is to numb our lids
Kids looking like they just got back Bisco
Pretending that they live in the in San Francisco

Moon got him talking a hell of a lot
Somebody him some pot, don't want to listen to that
Jibber-jabber so I tell him I'll be back
Cats in gas get blasted in the back room

All of the noise right now killing my
I want to climb inside of my own damn
And for the time being like I'm finally breathing
Freeing the part of my being that feels deep as the Sea

Boston's about to freeze, through the autumn leaves
Stop and smell the Peonies, eat a few of these
you and me, and we're one in the same
Toxins in the brain I got nothing to complain