My deliberate mood is stringing harder in me but I’m wanting so to ask you
can I kiss you here?
and all your moderate words
burn into fire inside
and all I really wanna ask you is I can touch you there?
We’re like the flashing lightning divided into separate ways
Yeah I know you wanna talk
about more profound things
Than I could ever dream of I haven’t seen nothing yet
I really wish that I would know
things that will shatter you
There ain’t not dripping from
the roof into my hands
We’re like the flashing lightning divided into separate ways

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