| I’d have forgotten all about it
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| If it wasn’t for the pictures that you took
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| Documenting a night of nearly nothing
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| Glass left on the table
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| Reminds me of what didn’t happen
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| Four of us just staring at our hands
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| Two bottles later
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| I’m pursuing all-consuming
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| Chance at trying something new
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| Talk about your office
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| Stress brings out your worst nature
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| Thirty minutes later
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| We’ve become three shades of dark
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| This is the year of meet ups
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| Car shaking body humps
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| I want the same as anyone
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| You never speak so carefully
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| As when you lean right into me
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| I need this more than anything
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| Dividing conversation
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| All of us just disconnecting
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| The minute it gets dark enough
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| Is when we excuse ourselves
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| I’d have forgotten all about it
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| If it wasn’t for the pictures that you took
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| Documenting a night of truly nothing
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| Three bottles later
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| The thought was feeling all-consuming
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| Maybe I had come to know you
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| This is the year of meet ups
|
| Car shaking body humps
|
| I want the same as anyone
|
| You never speak so carefully
|
| As when you lean right into me
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| I need this more than anyone
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| You never speak so carefully
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| As when you lean right into me
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| I need this more than anyone |