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lick the poison off the pill and spit it out
dying to move my hand
dying to trace yr leg away n make yr hair stand
who's home? you'll take my coat, i know my place, i won't shake up the snowglobe
home for the weekend, thousands of hours a mile
our folks couch-cushioned the climb
scrolling through soundtracks and scrolling through people's names
scrolling through traffic and scrolling through time
no one's home, i won't need my coat, let's build us a castle and fill up a moat
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