| come on sleepyhead, it’s time to drive to nowhere.
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| i love it when you smile and aren’t afraid to ask questions.
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| don’t you tell me to stop my breathing.
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| malignant silence that dulls the senses tries my tongue.
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| respiration without permission.
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| pale yellow light on the ceiling,
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| her faint cries on the end of the line.
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| my eyes expel alcohol, come on sleepyhead.
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| it’s time to drive to nowhere,
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| we’ll find a playground and swing on the swings.
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| put our hands out the windows,
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| wave them up and down, let’s have a picnic in a wide open field.
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| then we can run across & spread our arms like we are
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| flying. |
| let’s go camping and watch the sun come up.
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| we’ll drive around with the windows rolled down.
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| let’s dress up and go out to eat at a fancy restaurant.
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| let’s find the most comfortable couch,
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| we’ll climb trees because they won’t bleed no matter
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| how hard you climb them, let’s make this the last time.
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| when i told you everything was fine i meant it.
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| i guess it’s just strange when everything comes true.
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| tear down my posters. |
| strip down my bed.
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| i’m never coming back. |
| i know what i said to you,
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| in the pouring rain, without pouring lies,
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| this time could last forever, this could be the last time |