Mollyduker
Good Morning
GENRE Molly I love you
You light up the room
Just place a pebble in your pocket and spin it when anxiety looms
Well out in the country, feels like we're out of the gloom
Right where you built a home for you, and the rest of us too
Still I can hardly face it that this place will be gone kinda soon
Late in December
We're here like flies on a wound
Where I drank myself sick off of the wine you made here just last June
But bullshit and courtesy go hand in hand down here too
Well I had better watch my tongue up by the house, else it will get back to you
Still I can hardly face it that this place will be gone kinda soon
You light up the room
Just place a pebble in your pocket and spin it when anxiety looms
Well out in the country, feels like we're out of the gloom
Right where you built a home for you, and the rest of us too
Still I can hardly face it that this place will be gone kinda soon
Late in December
We're here like flies on a wound
Where I drank myself sick off of the wine you made here just last June
But bullshit and courtesy go hand in hand down here too
Well I had better watch my tongue up by the house, else it will get back to you
Still I can hardly face it that this place will be gone kinda soon
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