or some bullshit like that.
mingle with the stars(thataren'tthere)*
*(they'retherewejustcan'twon'tshouldn'tseethem)
and rub elbows with the street lights.
let's
go
slow
(honestly)i don't want your thighs to burn.
and it's 3 in the morning and we're sober as hell
like. as. hell.
and we've got nothing(everything) to lose
we're both in pretty [shitty] places
metaphorically speaking.
but we're both right here (right now)
so let's take our shoes(underwearandpants) off
and bask in the streetlight's glow
and listen to the silence
and go
[fucking]
slow
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