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[poppunkpoetry]

Room for Two

There's a spare room in my chest for two, And if you wanna move in, Then I will too - I'll keep the door locked tight, So only we can get inside. Whoa, oh, oh, yeah - We'll be looking out on the avenues From a vanity window, Taking in the views And getting used to Always being by each other's si___des. There's a nightstand, And it's meant for you - It's got your favorite book, With the page marked to The quote that makes you feel Like everything's alright. Yeah, we're gonna be just fine, So baby, oh_oh_oh_ -

Oh, oh, oh, Let me breathe you in, And you can live inside my bloodstream; And if it feels like home, Just let me know - 'Cause that's the one thing that I'm aiming for. So, just so you know, Before you go and get riled up over anything - I carved a place for you, So there's always room in me Where I can keep you; So honey, let me keep you___.

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Wrap me up in a self-assured Sense of security - Searching for nothing, 'Cause I've got everything Right here where I need it - Here in my arms And, even when you're gone, It never goes too far. Write me a symphony To pluck on my heartstrings. Hum me the melody, But only partly. Live in my memories As I lay in bed, Writing down a list Of every word you said. You're artwork in motion; You swim through my head - And even when I'm drowning in it, You make sense. Darling, you make sense to me. You make everything feel right.

You are the song in my head - You crest and crescsendo. You are violins, you are the drumbeat Inside of my chest. You are the lyrics I whisper, Every time I sing under my breath. You're brand new; you're timeless. You're hip hop, but you don't rhyme, it's So punk rock - my heart pops. You are my country, and I your soldier; It's so classic. You're nonstop, like heavy metal, You are my heart song. My soundtrack, you make my heart strong When I feel weak... You are everything I need.