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full nights in february when the sun tells the highway headlights are its understudy study notes that we know with yellow cups of whiskey and cigarette breaks, cake batter chapstick breaks the ice you're so nice - finally someone to do my dance and teach me new steps signs stir laughs and songs give us direction instead just ahead an hour or 3 add up to be memory and i won't fall asleep i am one with the water fountain clouds change into mountains but somehow it's always home i'm known to wander but now i'm inside i tried to hide from being whole but it's the role i stole pink ribbon buttons goods and good company by the dam' d river i shiver from the thought of ever going back snack ******* crumbs sneak in the seat where we started and im saving them for tomorrow can i borrow some honey just a shot or two from you its the sweetest coat throat tense in high harmony on stage left or maybe right maybe you're right tonight it's not really over its just fulfilled
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Mar 10, 2016
Mar 10, 2016 at 12:43 AM UTC
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full nights in february when the sun tells the highway headlights are its understudy study notes that we know with yellow cups of whiskey and cigarette breaks, cake batter chapstick breaks the ice you're so nice - finally someone to do my dance and teach me new steps signs stir laughs and songs give us direction instead just ahead an hour or 3 add up to be memory and i won't fall asleep i am one with the water fountain clouds change into mountains but somehow it's always home i'm known to wander but now i'm inside i tried to hide from being whole but it's the role i stole pink ribbon buttons goods and good company by the dam' d river i shiver from the thought of ever going back snack ******* crumbs sneak in the seat where we started and im saving them for tomorrow can i borrow some honey just a shot or two from you its the sweetest coat throat tense in high harmony on stage left or maybe right maybe you're right tonight it's not really over its just fulfilled
not gone
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