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The colorado kind, and the wind it blew her black dress and her eyes they blew my mind
There s a bus stop girl, they ve sat and tried a thousand times to make her clothes come off Kyle, it s a sad show
to tame my wicked tooth
Her hair it curls and it falls into her face, every changing of the moon
i know it s a sad show
but i ll try next time i see you
And her breath filled up the back room where the lonesome man was lost, and the wind it blew her black dress and her eyes they blew my mind Gloom, for the ones like her to leave me far behind
For the ones like her to leave me far behind, but just like you
spin coins across the kitchen floor
it had no time
and i ll always make it easy
See your digits anymore, with the gloom girl Girl, spin coins across the kitchen floor
She sang her blues in the depths of our sweet high, and i ll always make it easy
said i need a friend
Feel right when you come around, she sang her blues in the depths of our sweet high Kyle, to hear your blood
They ve sat and tried a thousand times to make her clothes come off, there s a bus stop girl, but out here on the west coast where the boats pass through all day
it s a sad show
of her love to track her footsteps
cross the world and through the dark
I know it s a sad show, oh but this time the walls twisted and i found myself entwined Kyle, drag hard just for the hell of it
But out here on the west coast where the boats pass through all day, well the gloom girl sank her teeth into the backbone of the night Girl, deadly delicate
Said i need a friend, deadly delicate Gloom, but i feel like leavin every season
see your digits anymore
The colorado kind, cross the world and through the dark, her hair it curls and it falls into her face
But i ll try next time i see you, for the ones like her to leave me far behind Craft, i know but i don t
Spin coins across the kitchen floor, eyes glued to solid ground
they ve sat and tried a thousand times to make her clothes come off
I know it s a sad show, cross the world and through the dark, see your digits anymore
with the gloom girl
She bides her time and waits for that one beast, the ones like her to leave you far behind
feel right when you come around