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wet muscles - wheatstacks (end of summer) lyrics

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what’s up with all your semantic drifting these days?
i swear that you get cold with the seasons
the rust belt always sends my summer of in a blue pool
nostalgia lapping the foundry lines through the corn fields

i’m painting haystacks in a tired kind of haze
and with the sunset shutting behind my eyes
you tell me to drive home safe
and if love is a collective sort of eukaryotic dream
if i wake up so lonely
will you come and love on me?
the way that i thought i’d be

what’s up with all my elliptic walking thesе days?
i swear i haven’t slept rеal good in a long time
and they’ve got me and him out late
a sharp point edge and high field craze
and blaring fogo do sol, windows down on the highway
i just hope that they all stay

i’m painting haystacks in a tired kind of haze
and with the sunset shutting behind my eyes
you tell me to drive home safe
and if love is a collective sort of eukaryotic dream
if i wake up so lonely
will you come and love on me?
the way that i thought i’d be
as automatic as taking the brown line home
i stumble my way back into the dorm
am i doing everything
the way that i thought i’d be

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