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Personal Best
Maisie Peters
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August was two blue bikes
We don't use now you drive
Mm-mm
Apple juice to pink wine
Oh, what's yours is always mine
(Mm-mm)
And the months flew like swallows to sea
Now you're calling my phone instead of my street
Are you dancing whilst I am asleep?
Do you miss having me beside you
In the front of your car on the way home
Speeding past Brighton, with our arms out to 'Halo'
And I'd walk into the wild if you'd say so
Oh, and that was then
Oh, and that was then
You're my favourite escape in the city
And I don't feel right unless you are here with me
All that we are is the greatest of victories
You're my personal best
My personal best
September was plastic bags
Cutlery and years we had
Mm-mm
Missing you when I walk
The party's over, can you talk?
(Mm-mm)
And the months flew like swallows to sea
Now you're calling my phone instead of my street
Are you dancing whilst I am asleep?
Do you miss having me beside you
In the front of your car on the way home
Speeding past Brighton, with our arms out to 'Halo'
And I'd walk into the wild if you'd say so
Oh, and that was then
Oh, and that was then
You're my favourite escape in the city
And I don't feel right unless you are here with me
All that we are is the greatest of victories
You're my personal best
My personal best
Seven hours, longest drive
I wait for you station side
Heart is half till you say
"I missed you"
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