hey there, baby, have you got light? im not smoking, but im afraid i might have fallen down a dark carpal tunnel and landed in your kiss and in the water from your big, brown i swam away from a quarter life crisis
you told me horror stories in room 426 of wooden boys falling girls made out of matchsticks i shoulda strapped you to me with padlocks and glue so could spend the rest of my life wearing nothing but socks and you
chorus we got a lot of maybes to muddle through but my emotional are fixed on crashing through to you though governments and distance stand between us, well be cuz im gonna tear this world apart, baby, until youre mine
never knew about magic, but i think i finally found a teacher never meant to find my soul, but i got lost along the way never lived with you, but i know i cant live without you never if ever ill see you again, so i hold tight and pray
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youll be an artist, ill be your hands go the farthest from our lives we can ill swim ocean, whisk you away til were in denmark, youll hear me say: