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I Think You Were in My Profile Picture Once - Modern Baseball

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I saw you from the bottom of the stairs

Before you knew I was coming

And though nervous and scared I lingered on

I heard most things break

By the ends of these types of nights

So I'll force upon every word I've brushed up on

Since knowing we won't speak like this again

You've got a certain who knows what about you

And I've got a small amount of time

To figure out what it is exactly

And to whom does it apply?

But I know for a fact that these are broken nights

Covered in bottles with the stench of loss of life

And I know that it's quite

Heartbreaking we won't speak like this again