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Standstill - Garden Level Apartment
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With high hopes, begin the night. We sing of broken satellites. Through convoluted imagery, I try to win your affection. Lately, she's just oh so unimpressed. I've been passing all her test. But then as her lips touch mine I know my work here is done. Girl what we've got, I still want. So let's not fuck this up. I could ride the Parkway south till I reach the blue and your open mouth. You could swim for days on end but eventually come back to me baby. I want to leave Jersey with you, we can try to solve these issues you've been having. Baby please just come with me. (what a guy) Girl what we've got, I still want. And I knew you'd fuck this up. I'm the palm of your best friend's hand. I'm the one to whom you make all demands. I am home I'm in stereo. I am prophecy and I am holy ghost. They say a percentage will slur when they whisper but I've been a man for precision in diction. I string my words like a loaded chamber she'll come back to me, right?
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