Starry Cat - What We Want | Текст песни

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pastel boy & girl

you’ve got me

caught me high

with my head down & my hair in my eyes

feeling sick on my way to the store

going on tour, a different food court in every state

attempting to lie under different stars every night

in a different park or parking lot or field

with the same person at least on my mind

repeating this process every single fucking day

until we have all of the things we want

a limitless supply of fruit

like thirteen different netflix accounts we dont have to pay for

a big box of nilla wafers

some weird black hole locked away in the closet

unending darkness but only when we want it

a front porch with a view of the mountains

the moon hanging low in the window

& still there’s light under every door in this house