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This is the last song Taped up bodies and muted cars This will be the last one If I can swing the stick I can’t be wrong Hold me just a little tight I need the takeout The lawn is overdue, earning sweeping bare feet Fending off rain on neon nights I’m looking for a pickup One that can transcribe, Vibrations uncanny Senseless in my mind I’m only a little open And it’s my last song tonight Take off the roof and pass me the moon Let’s drive in the dark too far I haven’t been moved in so long But I feel it’s making up for lost time Treat me and need me Tonight’s song can wait for soon
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Nov 4, 2019
Nov 4, 2019 at 11:12 PM UTC
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This is the last song Taped up bodies and muted cars This will be the last one If I can swing the stick I can’t be wrong Hold me just a little tight I need the takeout The lawn is overdue, earning sweeping bare feet Fending off rain on neon nights I’m looking for a pickup One that can transcribe, Vibrations uncanny Senseless in my mind I’m only a little open And it’s my last song tonight Take off the roof and pass me the moon Let’s drive in the dark too far I haven’t been moved in so long But I feel it’s making up for lost time Treat me and need me Tonight’s song can wait for soon
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Nov 4, 2019
Nov 4, 2019 at 11:12 PM UTC
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