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marjorie -w.c. sinclair - appreciated symmetry lyrics

[intro]
“make you think, huh?”
“think, huh?”
“these things make you think, huh?”
“and these things make you think, huh?”
“and these things make you think”
missed in a blink

[chorus]
“and these things make you think, huh?”
missed in a blink
take a train out the way and get lost in the fantasy
should i move to bangkok or maybe to the philippines?
or take a train out the way and get lost in the fantasy
and paper planes fly with ease ’cause of the windy breeze
blowing through her silky hair grown all the way down to her knees
and maybe it ain’t fair, but appreciate the symmetry
i felt some bad luck in the air from f_ckin’ ’round in cemeteries (tryna think)
with empathy, see everything’s not how it seems
n0body live forever, just like all people, i bleed
father a sailor, she’s a painter from the east
keep it player how it’s tailored, alligator leather cleats

[verse 1]
i hope you never have to feel alone with me by your side (me by your side)
and even if it’s freezing cold, heat could melt away ice (melt away ice)
but this is not what we agreed upon, and i’m not really surprised (not really surprised)
in missionary while i hit it slow, i think this feeling is nice (this feeling is nice)
so even if it’s freezing cold, heat could melt away ice (melt away ice)
all them nights she had to sleep alone, ’cause i was catching a flight (when we link up)
[verse 2]
“but i think that you love living like this”
what could i miss?
her mind on a mission, tryna get up out berlin
her near_sighted vision, felt it piercing through my skin
my appearance of a vixin in the mirror was never sensed
shared the same intentions, but the fear, i kept in hid
what i hear is not the sentence that i dearly held within
cleared out my system, disappeared and made some hits
but evil spirits in my mental tryna make me sin again
“i think that you love living like this”
what could i miss?
her mind on a mission, tryna get up out berlin
her near_sighted vision, felt it piercing through my skin
we shared the same intentions, but the fear, i kept in hid

- marjorie w c sinclair lyrics

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