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letra de nights like these - real tree

strawberry stained fingertips chain smoking binge-watching netflix
bike grease in my hair, blood on your jeans
blisters on your feet a huge grin full of t–th
the california drought the smell after the thunderstorm that knocked the power out
sweat soaks up my handle bars, i want to die with all my scars
if they don’t like the way we are, then f-ck them

and i stayed up, chain smoking in the kitchen until you got home
and the curtains were on fire. f-ck, i’m sorry you feel all alone
with the tv blasting shadows on my face — hitching back to the apartmеnt — it was such a lonely place
i place my hеad between my knees and think: “do you ever have nights like these ?“
so separated from my sense of self and the sh-t you keep up on your bookshelf

so i just take another sip. i keep falling off and eating sh-t and forgetting to unclip
the sun will rise another time, for now it’s me and you, our bikes
we trip and stumble, laughing, to the park
the flea bites laid out on my wrist, the heart shaped blister on my palm the handlebars had etched
my body is out on my back porch my brain is f-cking somewhere else, on the roof with the flags we torched

and i stayed up, chain smoking in the kitchen until you got home
and the curtains were on fire. f-ck, i’m sorry you feel all alone
with the tv blasting shadows on my face — hitching back to the apartment — it was such a lonely place
i place my head between my knees and think: “do you ever have nights like these ?“
so separated from my sense of self and the sh-t you keep up on your bookshelf

- real tree

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