Things between us stay right here
We broke the lamps
We punched
You’ve gotta have sympathy for the bomb
As it’s falling to
This city's got a crush on me
The driest romance of
We're graveyard-bound
On a hijacked train
We’re sitting down
Standing up and s
Extend a branch to make amends like trees that grow
Subject belongs to test group A
So sing me a lullaby
Wrote your name in cement with a stick. You think
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