wooooooohhh

Underneath your window i motion
Soon we cradle our heads in our chests

Extend my finger as we pass

You don't have to hold it in tonight
We're alone and no standards can give us guilt

Even if it lasts a short time...time
Do you feel clean like me?

Even if it's getting late, we're still talking
Got a bag of pitted prunes and we share them..them...them...them

wooooooohhh

I trust only you, meet me by the porch
Promise me you'll like yourself tomorrow when we meet

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