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across the room your footsteps click when you see my eyes roll back just know you did this as my vision goes black this room has a wonderful indigo atmosphere you and i are burning scarlet red the jealous grass withers brown here the mornings we just lay in bed can almost taste it on my tongue the sweetness of your morning voice nostalgia for when we were young and didn't have a choice such a sweet treat to my ear and you're laughing into the curve of my neck "a dance to our song, dear" Enjoy the Silence at the discotheque touching you is coming home to me drawing in close when night is too cold when the lights in your eyes reflect the city we make promises, we'll never get old there can't be another feeling like this you're from another world it seems where there are six for you and i exclusively
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Feb 23, 2017
Feb 23, 2017 at 2:36 AM UTC
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across the room your footsteps click when you see my eyes roll back just know you did this as my vision goes black this room has a wonderful indigo atmosphere you and i are burning scarlet red the jealous grass withers brown here the mornings we just lay in bed can almost taste it on my tongue the sweetness of your morning voice nostalgia for when we were young and didn't have a choice such a sweet treat to my ear and you're laughing into the curve of my neck "a dance to our song, dear" Enjoy the Silence at the discotheque touching you is coming home to me drawing in close when night is too cold when the lights in your eyes reflect the city we make promises, we'll never get old there can't be another feeling like this you're from another world it seems where there are six for you and i exclusively
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Feb 23, 2017
Feb 23, 2017 at 2:36 AM UTC
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