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You sag a little when you get alone
If I matter now I will do something
And you need someone
To clean up in here
Push-ups kissing the floor
Shitty fake plants go blue
Did you think love would be pretty
And do you just want pretty things?
Missing me, the nights turn into ceilings
I can’t be the outlaw that you seem to think
Missing me, the nights turn into ceilings
I can’t be the outlaw that you seem to think
Missing me, the nights turn into ceilings
I can’t be the outlaw that you seem to think
Missing me, the nights turn into ceilings
I can’t be the outlaw that you seem to think
Quiet threats, no enemies
I don’t try to understand you, no
Play my shit, I lay down innocence
I count on it
Sun rises overhead, I will
Make up a reason to talk to you
A million stunning first impressions
My machine needs oxygen
Missing me, the nights turn into ceilings
I can’t be the outlaw that you seem to think
Missing me, the nights turn into ceilings
I can’t be the outlaw that you seem to think
Missing me, the nights turn into ceilings
I can’t be the outlaw that you seem to think
Missing me, the nights turn into ceilings
I can’t be the outlaw that you seem to think