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short fire sail in the grocery store, skinny white pale didn't know what she was looking for,
i turned my head just as soon as i heard that she was looking for a man, my heart was like a hummingbird,

is it true, what they say? that the world could end in a machiavellian blue, and black suede, now it feels like butterflies down in my belly but who is okay these days?

"how do you do? can i buy a drink? tell me what's on your mind, i wanna know how you think"
just as my gin and tonic arrives i feel a tug on my shirt there he stood nearly six feet five,
is it true, what i see? is there another man telling her she can't be talking to me? well then who here is free? i guess i'll buy another drink and alone i'll be, you see two out of three these days

carry me home, with a pill in the box, i see your short leather skirt, you're becoming quite the fox,
let's get into the house and i'll crack open a bottle, then you see my roomies car and you start scoping the throttle of his, corvette.

is it true, what they say? that the world could end in a machiavellian blue, and black suede, now it feels like butterflies down in my belly but who is okay these days?

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from art imitates life, released May 13, 2020

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