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Running in and out of breath
Stained skin and teeth too red
Incessant slamming in the tongue
God forbid I spend one night alone
Out to the parking lot
Stumbling towards my apartment
Pressed you close against the screen door,
close enough to feel underneath your clothes

You overcompensate for your own inexperience,
Don't underestimate, oh my fear of getting caught

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So many words, so many words
So many you can't believe
So many words, so many words
So many stuck at sea

On the second story of your suburban home
Mom's asleep just two doors down
Funny how when stuck at sea
Things are never the way the seem
Clouds take the shape of gloves
Reaching over the flames at dusk
Missing clips in your consciousness
Just act as if I don't exist

You overcompensate for your own inexperience,

Don't underestimate, oh my fear of getting caught.

So many words, so many words
So many you can't believe
So many words, so many words
So many stuck at sea

Felt the repetition of my way
The lack of apprehension
That one day

So many words, so many words
So many you can't believe
So many words, so many words
So many you can't believe

I'll keep burning my fingers
In attempt to rekindle the flame
The match is too flimsy
And the wind just annuls her name
So I pull out the garments that will press between us
On the dream this evening you refer to in disgust.

So many words, so many words
So many you can't believe
So many words, so many words
So many stuck at sea (x3)

Writer(s): Jarrod Gorbel, Jonathan Wiley, Adam Boyd

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