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Lately
When im cold
I think about
When i was yours

Maybe
So im told
Ill have you back
Once we get old

Dinner at the venue
Im sittin at the table
Reading menu after menu
But i dont read no words
Just tryina learn to understand you
Think about wrong turns
How i earned to be without
But that shit dont heal the burns

Hell no
Man im movin to orlando
Fuckin Disney land
And a banjo
In a lil house
Built by hand tho
With a heard of cows
As my pets yo
With nothin
Else gotta stand to
Only wood and nails to atend to
Nothin happens here when i bail to
Cos nothin ever heres gonna change oh