YDL_008 - delicate dings___macbook light

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___this is the way that we are

___this is the way that we’ll be

you can tell that it’s love by the delicate ding at your window

trajectory locked like i’m swinging a stick at a cymbal

you can tell that i’m up by the scent of the endo that lingers

i can tell that you’re up by the way that the night light flickers

and the way that the curtain ripples

and the way that the key gets thrown down

you been trying to sleep

i been plotting on something more simple

i been trying to find a figment of life in this ghost town

in this ghost town

that i ghost round

i get lonely

i get smoked out

i get low man

i get so down

it’s like everything seems to go south

in this ghost town

that i ghost round

i get chewed up

i get spat out

i get coked up

then i go town

then i come round

when i come down

CAUSE I’M YOUNG

AND I’M DUMB

AND IN LOVE

AND I RUN 

TO YOU WHEN

THE NIGHT’S UP

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in that morning dew am i

walking up your drive

singing lullabies

running from the light

yeah that’s me

sugaring the pill

picking up the key

turning in the lock

creeping to your room

yeah that’s me

and there you are waiting just lying there waiting

under the sheets and your heartbeat is racing 

what an occasion



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