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Another night for the books stumbling down an empty street at midnight with our hands around each other Your eyes did the thing where they’re traveling to my mouth instead of listening Crossing state lines saying goodbye as the bridge is burning in the rearview Forever, we screamed I remember as I grabbed the poison from your fingers and took a hit
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Feb 25, 2018
Feb 25, 2018 at 8:34 PM UTC
Hello.
Another night for the books stumbling down an empty street at midnight with our hands around each other Your eyes did the thing where they’re traveling to my mouth instead of listening Crossing state lines saying goodbye as the bridge is burning in the rearview Forever, we screamed I remember as I grabbed the poison from your fingers and took a hit
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Feb 25, 2018
Feb 25, 2018 at 8:34 PM UTC
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