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Grade school crush
07:15
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summer 08 at your house
crushed on you through grade school
end of year party
jumped into your pool
with everyone else
by melancholy grace
glowing in the sun’s rays
i froze your face in my mind
and we all dove into middle school
came to town to see your high school play
reminded me of way back in the day
came back home to find myself
our eyes met at the intersection
summer 14 at your house
our time was all that it may ever be
2 weeks and you’re at university
we’ve moved along and that’s all well with me
2016 your dinosaur still on my keys
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2. |
Horizon
04:10
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I don’t want to fight tonight
Like two cats caught in a headlight
but you come back every single time
Cause you know deep down that I was right
Please don’t hide or I can’t find you
Alone (alone)
One last time we’ll be alright
Come home (come home)
I’m not your friend tonight
I could’ve treated you oh so kind
Cause you’re like the horizon before night
Fleeting beauty, kind of dirty
It seems sometimes that you don't love me
That’s wrong (that’s wrong)
I can offer all the things you need
Just see (How long)
We’re like a song with no tune
Covered up in faded tattoos
So I come back every single time (every single time)
Cause I know deep down that you were right
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WE BUY HOUSES Fresno, California
micah schoell
orion fitzhenry
WE BUY HOUSES recommends:
It Could Be Perfect
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