trophy scars – extant lyrics
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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 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 b-tton up your bright blue blouse
i ask you “what’s your favorite state?” you shed a tear and say “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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