current me killing past me for leaving so much shit for me to WRITE
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current me killing past me for leaving so much shit for me to WRITE
And the air smells like honey Butter when I'm fuckin' ya lately God your touches are tight, northern child; Your kisses were wild but your mouth was okay
Essplode (Animal Collective)
having a dream where someone is in love with you and waking up and realizing no one’s in love with you is a special type of hurt
🔮👸🎈💖💘
I say ditch your boy and come marry me 💞‼️
You gotta stop all your worrying
Awake in the morning And wondered often Will the lights come and brighten my day She decided to stay Those eyes flickered gently Week wandered often Just standing by the parade And you'll end at the train (Listen baby) Come on baby Open the blinds You gotta go past the window And fly (Listen baby) Come on baby Step to the beat You gotta stop all your worrying Essplode And the air smells like honey Butter when I'm fuckin' ya lately God your touches are tight, northern child; Your kisses were wild but your mouth was okay Wait for a minute You'll swallow your words So just gently descend on a day In a blanket melee Finally, you will open your eyes And this bounty awaits you Unwind And the air smells like honey Butter when I'm fuckin' ya lately God your touches are tight, northern child; Your kisses were wild but your mouth was okay Well a holistic healer Found my rhythm Wasn't right in my mind I dropped the ball Now I'm singing the song Like a teacher can say, "Your lessons are long" But you'll grow the remains Happy shadows You'll be walkin in the sunshine (Oh yeah) Speak from the beginning I wonder often No one there, someone there, or a crowd And the blanket's real loud Come on baby Pull up the blinds Turn on the pilot Essplode
Love this song