david f. bello - collection lyrics
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this late at night, it’s hard to tell what’s real and what’s not
i need to sleep with our seatbelts f+cking
the trees are people watching, jerking off
to our faces and our parts
you’re barely twenty, your father’s a cop
he has some guns and if you turn their safeties off
i know which one your room is
should i knock? should i knock?
in the home of burning couches and five bucks a cup
i’ll use the facebook to look you up
i can sneak in past the trees
i can sneak in
through the deck
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