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I’m walking fast through the traffic lightsBusy streets and busy livesAnd all we know is touch and goWe are alone with our changing mindsWe fall in love ’til it hurts or bleeds, or fades in ادامه مطلب

I said, “Oh my, what a marvelous tune”It was the best night, never would forget how we movedThe whole placeWas dressed to the ninesAnd we were dancing, dancingLike we’re made of starlightLike we’re made of ادامه مطلب

I am not the kind of girlWho should be rudely barging in on a white veil occasionBut you are not the kind of boyWho should be marrying the wrong girlI sneak in and see your ادامه مطلب

The way you move is like a full on rainstormAnd I’m a house of cardsYou’re the kind of reckless that should send me runningBut I kinda know that I won’t get farAnd you stood there ادامه مطلب

… The buttons of my coat were tangled in my hairIn doctor’s-office-lighting, I didn’t tell you I was scaredThat was the first time we were thereHoly orange bottles, each night I pray to youDesperate people ادامه مطلب

I saw in my mind fairy lights through the mistI kept calm and carried the weight of the riftPulled him in tighter each time he was drifting awayMy spine split from carrying us up the ادامه مطلب

See you in the darkAll eyes on you, my magicianAll eyes on usYou make everyone disappear, andCut me into piecesGold cage, hostage to my feelingsBack against the wallTripping, tripping when you’re gone‘Cause we breakdown a ادامه مطلب

One night, a few moons agoI saw flecks of what could’ve been lightsBut it might just have been youPassing by unbeknownst to meLife is emotionally abusiveAnd time can’t stop me quite like you didAnd my ادامه مطلب

I stay out too lateGot nothing in my brainThat’s what people say, mm-mmThat’s what people say, mm-mmI go on too many datesBut I can’t make ’em stayAt least that’s what people say, mm-mmThat’s what people ادامه مطلب

Please picture meIn the treesI hit my peak at seven feetIn the swingOver the creekI was too scared to jump inBut I, I was high in the skyWith Pennsylvania under meAre there still beautiful things?Sweet ادامه مطلب