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I hate Collegeboard but especially the SAT
In three years you’re a lucid dream/ Nothing but a setback on a losing streak / And I’ll take those odds / Bet against the house / If it means I end up at yours
In three years I’ll be in a better place / Beyond content with losing the race / Till then I can’t complain / About growing pains / Of the heart
They say those in glass houses shouldn’t throw stones but a high speed bullet will do / Handing out apologies like new heartbreak currency but I’m out of cash for you / Burn the match down for a new sensation / Or trade a lost cause For a new flirtation / Turns out the fire was hotter than we thought it would be / Already lost in the flames and your false honesty
Last year at the end of a smoke / Fire burned my throat like a gun and a coke / But it’s cooled by your hands / Hard against the wall / But so soft against my sheets
They say those in glass houses shouldn’t throw stones but a high speed bullet will do / Handing out apologies like new heartbreak currency but I’m out of cash for you
Burn the match down for a new sensation / or trade a lost cause for a new flirtation / Turns out the fire was hotter than we thought it would be / already lost in the flames and your false honesty
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On Two Weeks in July
I was the one with the melting shoe on the first day, you were the one that I saw and called "cool hair" and to me you were "cool hair" until I learned your name. I see you in the little things, things I didn't have the time or the care to appreciate. I see you in the words I can say that only you understand, words like fireflies, words like pumpkin patch, words like Shirley temples and cherry stems, words like your name in solfege stuck in my head. There was a whisper in the water as we walked on that bridge, and you saw fireflies almost like for the first time. You smiled and it hurt. Why can't you show some compassion for your fellow man? When you chased fireflies there was never a sweeter misery than the pain in my chest at your smile. You smiled so hard it made me ache. They don't have fireflies where you live, but they are everywhere where I'm from. We have buckets of fireflies but no you. I would trade every firefly in the world for one you.
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