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![[Verse] You mix margaritas when the sunset hits. I know not to bring up social, politics. There’s truth in every urban myth. Do you believe in spirits? Haunt me slowly, chase me down the dimlit. Promise me the world, and pretend that we’re kismet. Half way across walking to your place, realization hits. Feeling like a dimwit, you want me for the frequent- [Pre Chorus] It’s getting late, the volleyball team, has clutched a win. Excited for your mates and for us, to mate again. Clutching at my pearls, hands represent your desire. Make me not like the rest of them, make me the outlier. Make me your whole empire. But after the rush of it. The scratch and huff and spit. You wanna call it quits. Meet me in the same spot, you want only one thing. While I’m tossing and turning, with a heart already burning. [Chorus] Content is your chemical, I’m drugged out on the touch. Do you ever think your nonchalance, is a little much? Thistle where I whistle, ready for your sweet embrace. But all I get is sober, for the high’s not worth the chase. Love me in the twilight, I trace the stars in night skies. On cold november midnights, waiting for the right time- To ask you if we’re real, or just a work of fiction. I’m not a betting man, but I make, predictions. [Verse] August skies where I start to summarize. To my friends, the girls, and guys who, don’t know about our ties. How do you know his face, is he someone you now frequent? Lord knows now I repent, in his room & on the weekends. Fighting the battle when someone doesn’t love you, is mundane. All he’ll waltz for is profane, leave you like a hound, in the rain. You deny yourself pleasure, thinking it’s hard to obtain. A man who knows your face, well enough to trace. So you stay on the beck and call. (Ahh-Ahh-Ahh) For a man who is 5 feet small. (Ahh-Ahh-Ahh) Couldn’t care, about you at all. (Ahh-Ahh-Ahh) Discarded but yet, you’re so enthralled- So enthralled. [Pre Chorus] It’s getting late, the volleyball team, has clutched a win. Excited for your mates and for us, to mate again. Clutching at my pearls, hands represent your desire. Make me not like the rest of them, make me the outlier. Make me your whole empire. But after the rush of it. The scratch and huff and spit. You wanna call it quits. Meet me in the same spot, you want only one thing. While I’m tossing and turning, with a heart already burning. [Chorus] Content is your chemical, I’m drugged out on the touch. Do you ever think your nonchalance, is a little much? Thistle where I whistle, ready for your sweet embrace. But all I get is sober, for the high’s not worth the chase. Love me in the twilight, I trace the stars in night skies. On cold november midnights, waiting for the right time- To ask you if we’re real, or just a work of fiction. I’m not a betting man, but I make, predictions. [Bridge] There are two types of people in this world, People who play hard to get, and people who play hard to want. That chartreuse arrangement on the counter, For they love showing off. (Showing off, Showing off) Is there a piece of you, I’m underestimating. Are your calculated steps, really worth retracing? Really worth ruining my path? The embark I’m partaking. The art that I’m painting, road less traveled where I’m pacing. Is your car really where you want me to be staying? I don’t know if this is a mistake that I am making. A bruise on the peace cause of this love I’m embracing. Running out of time, for a reason to be chasing. Not tactful to a fault, my heart you’re dictating. So that’s why at 12am, I can feel my heart breaking. [Chorus] Content is your chemical, I’m drugged out on the touch. Do you ever think your nonchalance, is a little much? Thistle where I whistle, ready for your sweet embrace…. (The high’s not worth the chase.) Love me in the twilight, I trace the stars in night skies. On cold november midnights, waiting for the right time- To ask you if we’re real, or just a work of fiction. I’m not a betting man, but I make, predictions. (Oh-Oh-Oh-Ah-Oh, Oh) I make, predictions. #music #lyrics](/video/cover/7705547561414708511.webp)