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cricket legs
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Well I suppose I only care about two things in my life
Its the girl who's laying next to me who I hope to call my wife
And my dogs, my dogs I could'nt love them more
They fill up my heart and they greet me at the door
But these little cricket legs they don't carry me far
So I had to learn to fly because I hate driving my car
And I swore I could do better but I still live in this town
But I guess its okay long as you want me around
Kart racing and star gazing that's some of my favorite things
And hearing you laugh well that's goddamn amazing
And I know Ill be gone for quite some time but I hope to see you again
Hell I hope to be a better guy
But these little cricket legs they dont carry me far
So I had to learn to fly because I hate driving my car
And I swore I could do better but I still live in this town
But I guess its okay long as you want me around
And I helped you put up your tree on the eve of christmas eve
But I guess its time to go, you know its time for me to leave
I guess I gotta fly to the mormon ruled sky
But I could drown here tonight with you by my side
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Looking at your face in the dark
You don't even look that smart
Could never make it past that part
And now I guess we never will
Looking for the keys to the truck
Your body's saying isn't that enough?
Your brain is going I don't give a fuck
You treat it like a game of skill
But it's more like a work of art
Or money in a Christmas card
You think about it way too hard
I'm gonna stay with you until
You disappear into the crowd
I don't know what you tried to tell me
You know I think about it still
Looking at your face in the dark
You don't even look that smart
I don't know what you tried to tell me
You disappear into the crowd
I don't know what you tried to tell me
You know I think about it still
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You told me in the beer garden that I had changed your life
I laughed at my new dress up shoes and thought, "He's a lucky guy"
And it wasn't as hard as I thought that it would be to see your arms around his boney, boney body
And in your mother's hatchback with the windows rolled down, my dear
You were a fucking joy to be around
But if I'm gonna make anything of myself
I don't wanna do it alone
Sitting behind a grey desk, staring at a whitewashed wall, tasting last night's amyl every time I talk
And my brain cracks, my head slips back, my hearts skips beats for a minute and you're softly, softly telling me to just breathe in
Breathe in, breathe out
Breathe in, breathe out
Breathe in, breathe out
Breathe in, breathe out
And if this isn't a body for true love
Then I'll slowly cut it down
To spend a week with a clear head and a free chest is becoming an impossible dream now
And I've been dancing past your skinny bodies at the floor of a million parties
And I burst out shivering under the night sky and I wish that I was warm in bed with you
Wish I was warm with you, I wish I was allowed with you
And if we go away then we'll just come back
Last winter everything was just so perfect, making castles in your bungalow and holding you from your parents
And no matter how it ended, I'm so glad it happened
You are an amazing person and you'll do amazing things
You'll do amazing things, but I won't come back
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I write words like a bathroom prophet, forgotten
I write phrases that don't mean a thing besides to me
If I slow things down
Will it help me to breathe
If I slow things down
Will it help me to run
I dont care anymore that you're gone
But I still think about that one night
I often wonder if he could see it
Could he see it in my face
If I slow things down
Will it help me to breathe
If I slow things down
Will it help me to run
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Dog Thumbs Tucson, Arizona
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