Nothing is real.
Dodano: 31 STYCZNIA 2014
26. Sweather Weather
26. Sweather Weather
All I am
Is a man
I want the world
In my hands
I hate the beach
But I stand
In California with my toes in the sand
Use the sleeves of my sweater
Lets have an adventure
Head in the clouds
But my gravitys centered
Touch my neck
And Ill touch yours
You in those little high waisted shorts, oh
She knows what I think about
And What I think about
One love. Two mouths.
One love. One house.
No shirt. No blouse.
Just us. You find out
Nothing that we dont want to tell you about, no
'cause its too cold
For you here and now
So let me hold both your hands
In the holes of my sweater
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