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Anticipate my hand
Touching yours in the middle
Of the night

While I dream things
Unknown

Smelling of vanilla
On your sheets

Will you not stop
When you kiss me
And never give me time to breathe

Let me burn from your teeth

I like it when you touch my hair
To give me a reminder
You're still there

Show me what it was like
When we were too young
To remember it all

Give me
The Mondays
You forget about work

Show me what's it's like
To live without hurt

Let me live
Within this silver painted
New York dream

To forget
The smell
Of cigar smoke
In the end

Baby, give this your all
Before I leave
And go somewhere
Where the grass isn't green

Film me
In this moment
Where my hair is long
And saline
From all the short
Costal dreams

Tell your friends to remember me

It's best
That I'm unseen

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