Montclair - Double Paned Eyes

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Breathing deep, caught in a moan, a cry Echoing forth from a former life You’re all I have, all that’s left for me Fall asleep warm under front porch light While golden leaves fall in stolen blue eyes You’re all I have, all that’s left for me Leave me home, a thoughtless, stunted growth With double paned eyes I know for the best For the worst of times Watering linen, fluorescent lights You couldn’t be clearer, you show me why You are so in love with all that’s left for you Spit on the street, you need me like you need the Insides of your cheeks Leave me home, a thoughtless, stunted growth With double paned eyes I know for the best For the worst of times
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