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glasspiece / Cashmere Washington (split)

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James Champion Gay tears evaporate heavenward Favorite track: spit (in yr car).
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all 4 u 02:41
it's all 4 u the things i do when i lay in bed or make my food & if i just get to see you soon it'll all be worth it i don't know where we're gonna go this time around you tell me that i'm dreaming when i'm with you i see you in my dreams when i miss you...
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looking mean in yr car look at me in yr car i won't speak in yr car what were we in yr car? now the spit in my hands tell me that i can't tell you where i've been a girl i went to school with had a fit of psychosis & like her i haven't seen myself in years now my mother says she's worried about how i'm doing i guess i'm doing fine... now the spit in my hands tell me that i can't tell you where i've been & where i think i'll always be now i'm scared to tell you how i have been i guess i'm doing fine... but i'm sick of telling lies i guess i'm doing fine...
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Do you fall in love in Ohio on your way back to Belleville? And I write symphonies on the busrides home that remind me of you that remind me of you, you, you, you, you that remind me of you, you're my little, my little shooting star Black tar on the road makes the loveliest poem in languages I can't read maybe one day I could decipher smells of deer piss and those blurs of green that always following so close and staying tucked in that wide blue behind me And I know, yeah, there's reasons for anything but maybe I'm too sad and looking for reasons in anything but I know who you are you're my little, my little shooting star you're my little shooting star, my little shooting star Black tar on the road makes the loveliest poem in languages I can't read maybe one day I could decipher smells of deer piss and those blurs of green that always following so close and staying tucked in that wide blue behind me Yeah, I know there's reasons for anything or maybe I'm too sad and need a reason for anything but I know who you are, you're my little shooting star you're my little shooting star

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released May 6, 2022

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