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Testo Extant
At 6 AM I was counting large stacks of cash
You were feasting on the body of an angel in a taxi cab
Though the driver was scared
We paid him not to care
Cheers to our youth, angel blood, and the heavens, and our reckless past
At 3 PM we were full and asleep back at home on our leather couch
We woke at 9, took a shower, I watched you dress, I helped you button up your bright blue blouse
I ask you What's your favorite state?
You shed a tear and said Not tonight.
So what you wanna do babe?
You roll your eyes and say Not tonight.
And I think of your face, years ago on Easter day
How you looked at my face
When we went dancing in the pouring rain
You were feasting on the body of an angel in a taxi cab
Though the driver was scared
We paid him not to care
Cheers to our youth, angel blood, and the heavens, and our reckless past
At 3 PM we were full and asleep back at home on our leather couch
We woke at 9, took a shower, I watched you dress, I helped you button up your bright blue blouse
I ask you What's your favorite state?
You shed a tear and said Not tonight.
So what you wanna do babe?
You roll your eyes and say Not tonight.
And I think of your face, years ago on Easter day
How you looked at my face
When we went dancing in the pouring rain
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