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Michigan
05:07
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Your lips taste just like lemons
Your hands smell just just like my mother's kitchen
Your skin is soft like linen
And your voice reminds me of a song I heard when I was 13 driving home from Michigan
So read me your favorite poem
For I love to hear your voice in the early morning
Sing me your favorite song
And I will try to learn the words so I can sing along
And I'll get a tattoo of a foreign country
While you get your father's name
And someday we'll go to the country
And visit your father's grave
Tell me a bedtime story
About a princess who looks just like
And a knight in shining armor
Has to save her from her mind her past knows how to find her
Your heart is gentle and used
My bones are broken and bruised
Sticks and stones will never harm
As long as you can hold me close in your arms
And I'll get a tattoo of a foreign country
While you get your father's name
And someday we'll go to the country
And visit your father's grave
Take me back to Michigan (x4)
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Her Eyes
03:20
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I'm in love
With those ocean colored eyes
And the girl behind them
And I crave
Constant attention
And reassurance of my importance
And you, you ask me if I feel alone
And you, you tell me you do too
And I, I ask if you gotta go home
And you, you say you do
And I'm falling for those ocean colored eyes
And I'm drowning in those ocean colored eyes
In those ocean colored eyes
In those ocean colored eyes
And I'm falling for those ocean colored eyes
And I'm drowning in those ocean colored eyes
In those ocean colored eyes
In those ocean colored eyes
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I Am Mine
03:54
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I am not alone, just a little lonely
I tend to romanticize, my hateful feelings
"Everything's okay. You are so loved"
She said but she is disbelieving
And I am terrified
We send each other pictures of the sky
We send each other pictures of the sky
High school is rose petals on the steps
For someone you barely know
Throwing up in the bathroom
After every meal
I'll lay in bed with you
When you're lonely and need a hand to hold
But I don't love you, although your skin is soft to the touch
You smell like cigarettes
You smell like cigarettes
Tell me why you only remember
The parts of me you can touch
You whisper so sweetly "I love you"
Your love doesn't feel like much
Before I am yours I am mine
Before I am yours I am mine
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