Not Like Everyone Else

Let’s finish off the wine and pretend we’re good at math
Find which way is the wind blowing, take that crooked path

Remember that time we pinkie swore on forever
To this day I still think you’re clever

Come with me, baby, choose a direction
If I drag my feet, give me that injection

Freckle to freckle, connect the dots
Drawing constellations with my spots

We’re not like everyone else, filling hours to forget
Memorize what the sun looks like and work up a sweat

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