You know with love comes strange currencies
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Some people say don’t hold tight but I want to hold on as tightly as possible
And you hurt them like they matter
I just don’t want to feel so bad anymore
There’s a thousand places that I can be, but there’s only a few that aren’t tied to a memory
I’m gonna die in a place that don’t know my name
What does it mean for our future when our fridge can talk to our lamp?
For there is, of course, another side where we lose our resolve — we drop our guard, or just grow tired and descend into that other, darker, less-lovely world, as we disconnect and retreat deep into ourselves.
They made me do it
Lying so blatant, trenchifyin’ our places
