“You’re weird,” you say with a grin so wide,  
“That’s what I like about you,” you say with pride.  

“I like that you’re weird,” you repeat,
Your laughter bubbling, soft and sweet.

"I’m normal, right?" you ask with a glance,  
I tilt my head, caught in a trance.  

"I like normal," I softly reply,
We both end up shocked, flustered and shy

how sweet it sounds
to find our own little paradise
with just us
living in ecstasy

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I wish I could find
my way to you
I can't give up
no matter the cost

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can we find our district
with only us
or will you
leave me again

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I've said it once
I'll say it again
I'm doing good
but I could be better

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how sweet it would be
if we could be together
our own placebo
our own side effects

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