oh, baby you touch me
you know that you do
give me a reason to breathe in
to breath out
and repeat this to fade, it’s really ok
i’ll just find my place in
the corporate line
i'll save up my money
i’ll buy us the moon
we can live in that desert cold and be true
i’ll go record me a record
of hope lost and found
i’ll sugar coat
every word so
the fucker will sell
but that ain’t soul
no that ain’t hope
its just a dream we have of a better way
nothing we can do but run
(something you whispered
too keep it a secret)
lets just open the flood gates
and drown in our love
cause I really don’t
want to be here
and feel this cold
cause this ain’t soul
no this ain’t hope
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Submission Name: this is hope?
