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Texty: Velvet Teen (The). Cum Laude. Noi Boi.


you look almost dead
face down in our bed
our heads full of seditives
we rest

you're sweet like a child
and wild as the devil
heaven surely sends its regrets
but we rest
content

cos if we die tonight, i do not care
there will be no need to be scared
yeah, if we do not make it, i don't mind
all i want is to sleep by your side
too many people live imprisoned
stuck somewhere between the is and isn't
the night will pass and we'll no longer think on
what it was or what it wasn't

i may never win this race
i may never have money on me
it all seems a lottery anyway
i got a job that pays my rent
and i can take you out now and then
it's all about the time we spend together anyway

and if we die tonight, i do not care
there will be no need to be scared
yeah, if we do not make it, i don't mind
all i want is to sleep by your side
too many people live imprisoned
stuck somewhere between the is and isn't
the night will pass and we'll no longer think on
what it was or what it wasn't
The Velvet Teen