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misshaped, darkroom, drama letters on the floor i'd trade my secrets for answers just to get some more, of you why don't we stop this thing from starting if we both see red? i've got the keys to your apartment you can have them back. or we could find the strings that tied us here in the first place. or we could both lay down in our best clothes and kiss each other dead. bring your sweat my lips are thirsty and if you listen to me falling you might hear the sound of someone desperate and aching or you might hear the sound of someone that needs you chorus i've got this tendency to lean into emergency if disaster is all we see then let's just kiss each other dead why don't we stop this thing from starting if we both see red? i've got the keys to your apartment yeah, you can have them back. or we could tie the strings that found us here in the first place or we could kiss like we were, to be buried, seperately cause, waiting for that one last chance to save this fleeting romance is like watching gold turn into lead so let's just kiss each other dead. |