You are a past life
You cut your hair I wanna die
Shoot up like July
I'm sure we're on it sometime
You are a past life
You leave the pain in your eyes
For me to find
I made a mess of July
Stuck in the sun
I soak and then I dry
Lost and your legs go on forever
Now
We got to find a new place to white out
We got to find a new place to white out
You in the right light
Press your lips so tight
Kiss me never mind
I made a mess of July
Stuck in the sun
I soak and then I dry
Lost and your legs go on forever
Now
We got to find a new place to white out
We got to find a new place to white out
You gave me a look that seemed so honest and sweet
So honest and sweet
Will you paint for me
I made a mess of July
Stuck in the sun
I soak and then I dry
Lost and your legs go on forever
Now
We got to find a new place to white out
We got to find a new place to white out
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