Gotta back off,
But I don't want to.
The thrill is too much.
Lyrics floating through the air
Matching in my heart
I don't want this to start.
But I don't want it to end.
I just hope you don't catch on,
Or I'll be beyond fucked.
Why does this always happen,
When the leaves drop
And wind picks up.
Why does this always happen?
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