scratch it out. make it quick. make sure no ones looking. in the car, held your hand. it was just a second. they came back, we let go and we kept on driving to the show. you looked great and you always do. ever since you’ve had me guessing numbers on your forehead, i can’t breath. ever since you had me holding all the hands you have I can’t speak. at least its just a three minute walk to your house where i can go and get more lost. in your eyes, in your hair and in our thoughts. i can go and get more lost.
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