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• Artiste: Strong Waves Kill Weak Swimmers
• Titre: Composites
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I always loved this season With my long sleeves and auburn leaves I would compare it all to the color of your hair But that fall metaphor is so played out We made homes of parking lots and park benches Waiting for the sun to die and Waiting for the stars to rise I'd head out west; I'll make you pay I'd write your name in every state But the rain would just wash it away I count my steps, they grow with age I miss those nights, under streetlights We'd smoke and sip and bitch about change We said we'd marry young It never happened, but I'm still game Waiting for the sun to die, waiting for the stars to rise Hey Max, we liked it better when you were pissy and witty And I was okay when Holly Hox made me feel shitty Before Kenny found his island, when I woke up in a car How many times can we sing Lucky Denver Mint before we've left? Gabe became what we've always hated, and Ace made a mess Kris was right, being grown up isn't half as fun as growing up