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Next to Yards
It's on the weekdays
From April to May
Parse apart a troubled heart from an E Train
And about it in L.A.
And clouds in your rearview
You start along
To the first verse
Of your favourite song
That you quote each day with the words all wrong
So call me the world looks bleak
I you but it's hard to believe
With every day we'll to see
The rest is metamodernity
With agrestic charm
It's humid in the midwest
From June to July
All beneath a pinkish sky from the wildfires
Which mantle the horizon line
From the outset
It's hard to tell
Why you'd down
When it all bodes well
So call me when the looks bleak
I love you but it's to believe
every day we'll to see
The is
Next to Yards
It's on the weekdays
From April to May
Parse apart a troubled heart from an E Train
And about it in L.A.
And clouds in your rearview
You start along
To the first verse
Of your favourite song
That you quote each day with the words all wrong
So call me the world looks bleak
I you but it's hard to believe
With every day we'll to see
The rest is metamodernity
With agrestic charm
It's humid in the midwest
From June to July
All beneath a pinkish sky from the wildfires
Which mantle the horizon line
From the outset
It's hard to tell
Why you'd down
When it all bodes well
So call me when the looks bleak
I love you but it's to believe
every day we'll to see
The is
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