It's 8pm, perfect weather
There's a field of grass just right outside
Let's grab some coffee
Let's hold on tight
I don't mean that way
I have a path of my own
There's someone more important
It's not the time to get in that zone
Older, they pressure
I'd rather the peers to tell me
Admiration over each individual
Let's grab that coffee again, with someone else
Nov 5, 2015
Nov 5, 2015 at 1:38 AM UTC
It's 8pm, perfect weather
There's a field of grass just right outside
Let's grab some coffee
Let's hold on tight
I don't mean that way
I have a path of my own
There's someone more important
It's not the time to get in that zone
Older, they pressure
I'd rather the peers to tell me
Admiration over each individual
Let's grab that coffee again, with someone else
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