| we spilled out through the front door
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| into the blinding lade light
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| sun reflected on the storefront windows
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| tremendously bright
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| we were norwegians come down from the north
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| attacking the walls of the fortress
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| i was permanently at the point of exhaustion
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| you were gorgeous
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| who’s here?
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| just us nobody else around
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| stray electrical currents
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| trying to find the ground
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| we haunted the halls of the pharmacy
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| artlessly shoplifting random things
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| painkillers, cough syrup, tiger balm
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| bubblegum, cigarettes, and shower curtain rings
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| we were portuguese warships cresting the waves
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| cannons raised ready to dock
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| you were counting down the hours and minutes
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| i was trying to find a way of stopping the clock
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| who’s here?
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| just us nobody else around
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| stray electrical currents
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| trying to find the ground |