and just like a folk song, our love will be passed on.
go down, soft sound.
kick down the doors, it's all yours.
night time, my time.
i'm tired of you, still tied to me. (it's just the way that you are)
i wanted to see the world in color, through your eyes and through your mind.
she looks like the real thing, she tastes like the real thing, my fake plastic love.
my heart's a ghost limb reaching, starburned and unkissed.
nothing's gonna hurt you, baby.
twenty-two 🫧
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