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My girl's a real smoke show
I'm barely keepin' up
Does her face from her phone
On the northbound Hackney bus
Skull crusher in the back seat
I make poison out of everything
Would it kill you to believe in me?
I need a deprecating fantasy
But she's turning 'round, baby
With a screech and a yell
I said the dream wasn't real
But that's just not the way it feels in my head
In ten years we'll summer
At your father's English home
We'll pick strawberries
Look at childhood photos
Our neighbors here are off a bit
Like they're all coming down from it
Throw your legs across my arms and hips
A fever dream, a sleeper hit
But she's turning 'round, baby
With a screech and a yell
Said the dream wasn't real
But that's just not the way it feels in my head
Don't know if I want it to end
Don't know what I want
I've only ever been inside of my
Head
You and I don't wanna die
But we don't want to suffer
You and I could never die
And we do not have to suffer, suffer
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But she's turning 'round, baby
With a screech and a yell
I said the dream wasn't real
But that's just not the way it feels in my head
Don't know if I want it to end
Don't know what I want
I've only ever been inside of my-
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