i get very anxious when your hair looks nice and i can barely hold this in the summer light. before i had a reason, well, i was doing fine. i’ve seen you in the haziness of good headlights. i can be elitist if the scene is kinda dead but the troops are all out taking shots to the head. i get very nervous when i’m in a certain state and i get very happy when i see your face.

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