MUKESKY
dumb conversations we lose track of time have I told you lately i'm grateful you're mine we'll watch The Notebook for the seventeenth time i'll say, it's stupid then you'll catch me crying so shut all the windows and lock all the doors we're not looking for no one don't need nothing more you'll bite my lip and i'll want you more until we end up in a heap on the floor
driesvan
you could be dancing on tabletops wearing high-heels drinking until the world spins like a wheel but tonight your apartment had so much appeal who needs stars? we’ve got a roof and there's nothing like doing nothing with you