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letra de hollywood 4ever (& never) - faimkills

[verse]
young man, young man, girls with suntans, girls with the pale skin
microphone in one hand
flag in the other with a flower in my back pocket
looking like a charming man listening to spzrkt
so metaphysical
no, i ain’t religious though
my soul individual

[refrain]
the lord is in our fingerprints
so when our fingertips touch
it’s so spiritual

[verse]
can i come over your house?
that’s so necessary
leave your bra on the couch
so necessary
there’s so many fish in the sea
that’s so pescatarian
but i’m a patient fisherman
and so i listen in
fine-tune my antenna to your station
looking out my sp-ceship
your satellite is glistening
nothing salacious
just kissing in your kitchenette
you on my playlist
cd or tape c-ssette
vintage valentine vinyl
find you on the internet
on an mp3 you’re a cybersp-ce cadet
when you get distant still chasing your silhouette
slow it down elroy, son cool the jets
can i take you for some froyo?
keep the dinero
no necessario
and if we get too close
next time mas esp-cio
yo, your boy got a lot of flow
yo soy simpatico
your body so magical
we so compatible
i’m stuck somewhere between the valley and the calico
but it’s all good cause

[refrain]
the lord is in our fingerprints
so when we touch fingertips
it’s so spiritual
trust the subliminal

[verse]
sipping slow out the mason jars
taking deep breaths pause like a sp-ce bar
pinot noir out the sippy straw
sprawled out on the cemetery lawn
watching mulholland drive
lynchian love all up in my mind
feel like i’ve known you all my life
in this fuzzy little headsp-ce
though we never said “date”
your place the best case
worst case being that we call it a night
worked all week i’m too tired to drive
might i sleep in your bed for one night?
difference between us: a steak and a bread knife
i just want to hold you, just want to be held
i’ve been lonely as h-ll
you’ve been lonely as well
this temporary pleasure
possess me beyond measure
i’m yours to sever the thread of this poorly-knit sweater
and whenever i get clever and think i can do better
i know i never will
i try my best to love like that girl from troop beverly hills
i know heaven is real
and i feel it cause

[refrain]
the lord in our fingerprints
so when our fingertips touch
it’s so spiritual

[verse]
i gave you my digits
and you hit me on the line
telling me that i should roll through
like “what we gon’ do”
“what you been going through?”
i know i’m awkward when i hold you
i thought i told you
this whole view, this road new
but i’m still walking in my old shoes
so if we should lay down
just remember what i told you

[refrain]
the lord is in our fingerprints
so when our fingertips touch
it’s so spiritual
the lord is in our fingerprints
so when we touch fingertips
it’s so spiritual
trust the subliminal

- faimkills

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