Let our hands align
as your heart collides with mine.
Let your breathes fill my lungs with life
so we will never run out of time.
Then hold me til we decompose,
and you and I are all that's left of the afterlife.
Let our hands align
as your heart collides with mine.
Let your breathes fill my lungs with life
so we will never run out of time.
Then hold me til we decompose,
and you and I are all that's left of the afterlife.
You can't rule with an imaginary crown,
we left the real ones on the shelf in Great Britain,
hundreds of years ago.
We left to be free,
we the people would love to be free.
I shouldn't like it but I do,
a drip of poison or 2.
You love me,
and I love you.
4 years is too long to wait,
I need you now,
let me get a taste.
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