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Brb, falling back in love.
Hey, I know it’s late
But we can make it if we run
Make crosses from your lovers, throw roses in the rain
Waste your summer praying in vain for a savior to rise from these streets
I don’t give a damn for just the in betweens
Honey, I want the heart, I want the soul, I want control right now
you hear their engines roar on, but when you get to the porch they’re gone on the wind
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