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whitesocksNpinkpanties baby it's 3 am, you know what i'm sayin? i was driving underneath a meteor shower (with the top down) and i caught a falling star, it landed beside me and asked to tag along.. so i drove straight to hell and picked up love because she had called beggin for a ride home. baby it's 3am, you know what i'm sayin? i'm missin the voice of the clock, it's dead silent on a number that doesn't add up- there's time left in our lives, there's life left in these coffins, but no sight in our eyes, the mess looks better with the lights off. baby it's 3 am, you know what i'm sayin? i'm depreciating with every toss that i turn from one side of this empty existence to the other, restless mint on your pillow, i need to drink something from your fountain, i need to ride you, my shooting star fallen from a lost heaven. 'because the night belongs to lovers' baby it's 3am, you know what i'm sayin? i'm waiting for the laundry to dry, with nothing but a fortune magazine for comfort- i'm on my last pair of white socks and pink panties, on my last set of wings that i need you to stain. baby, it's 3am, you know what i'm sayin.
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