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Feb 2019
Evacuate to the nearest exit.
I can wait baby, don't you stress it.
Your lips on my lips, a soft kiss.
I'm not pleading for a teasing, so darling
Don't you test me with your freezing
Lips!
I'm obsessed with your theft of my undressed chest.
You messed me up, made me fall in love.
I could've guessed that, though.
Sort of.
I can hear you breathing, am I dreaming?
Kiss you again?
What're you scheming?

Evacuate to the nearest exit.
Run, run, run, coming undone.
You're driving me wild with that award-winning smile.
Why don't we hang out for awhile?

****; will we make it?
Hitting the pavement, making a statement, I heard it was pretty terse.
My black boots and your muddy Converse.
Hold my arms down, now.
**** me softly with your love, now.
At least you can do what you want!
I'll let you do anything, haunt me, taunt me.
Darling, I'm the least bit interested in letting you go.
I'm in your arms, my insecurities will not show.
And baby, call me crazy, but the party is over, no?
Evacuate to the nearest exit.
Anything else you'd like to say before we go destroy the human race?
No?
Thought so.

Baby, lay your sweet little head on my chest.
Lay down and go to rest.

**** that.
Let's get this show on the road!
We all know with you by my side, there is no resting.
If that were the case, I'd need a blessing for my untamed hideaway.
With you, I'll wait until the party's over.
Downtown in the clouds, we're screaming loud.
So loud.
Let's make a poisonous raincloud, how does that sound?
Now hear me out.
Again, let's be crystal clear.
You're so near.
The atmosphere can't handle us tonight.
Ear to ear, let's peer into the moonlight as it flips us off, but we'll laugh it off.
We're the boss.
If you want, we can ride a satellite.
It just depends on how you feel, alright?
Come here, my dear.
One last cheer.
One last beer.

There's no more ringing in my ears.
Written by
somebrand
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   Sean Fitzpatrick
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