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Oct 2017
I slow dance with Circumstance
She looks on me with even calm,
Sickly disdain and pure love, puncturing the moment

I listen to love songs,
And my lover is Time.

I wish I was The Weeknd slow dancing with
A fine woman
I wish Pete Wentz would just come our of the woods and save my ***
Buy me a truckload of music equipment
And everything I need
I have piles of these desperate wishes saved up in my soul

Because I feel too brilliant to be down this far
I feel mixed up in my circumstance

So I tell her I love her
Tell her I mean well
But I figure I'm just as ambivalent as she

I listen to love songs
And my lover is Time

I want to be looked on fondly by the future
I want to be remembered
But there are so many other people.
Written by
Sometimes Starr  Another place
(Another place)   
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     ---, Cné, Mystic904 and Robin
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