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We ran through that house like we lived there

Cursing the filth and praising the clutter

The amount of stuff, another persons life

It was ours to desecrate, it was ours

 

And I spent all winter (or **** near all winter)

Trying to get warm

And I lost all my time to the intricacies of your youth

Only to find it in my room at night

Those nights killed me in the way one kills time

 

Now I spend all summer trying to get cool

My blankets big enough for two, there's plenty time to run through

**** me with those eyes that drown me in hope

And I hand over everything I've ever known for an hour in your presence

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