slipping in under cover of darkness, with zeros on the radio
to watch the sunrise under florescence, through the trees around a parking lot
a mountain of burnt red, yellows and gold at my feet
now hurry the fuck up to wait - repeat
high noon in a different parking lot, smoke in a quick minutes breeze
a helping hand from a smiling face with bright blue eyes
while simultaneously being glared at from behind
don't come at me bitch - you be blind
blue eyes got my back
collapse at dusk, and help an old woman to bed
my feet in socks, sore and tired
listening to the silence of calm
ready again for tomorrow? -repeat
to watch the sunrise under florescence, through the trees around a parking lot
a mountain of burnt red, yellows and gold at my feet
now hurry the fuck up to wait - repeat
high noon in a different parking lot, smoke in a quick minutes breeze
a helping hand from a smiling face with bright blue eyes
while simultaneously being glared at from behind
don't come at me bitch - you be blind
blue eyes got my back
collapse at dusk, and help an old woman to bed
my feet in socks, sore and tired
listening to the silence of calm
ready again for tomorrow? -repeat
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