
racoonhead - familiar patterns lyrics
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twelve bucks till i’m out
of everything i own
ain’t got enough time
for two of us alone
making plans every weekend
is the hardest thing i know
so we sneak into your room
and hope your mom approves
like to hang with you again
with you and not all your friends
like to hang with you again
can we start where we began
the ways your eyes get you’re telling a lie
familiar patterns; they come into mind
i just wanted for me to be yours
all i ever wanted was for you to be mine
(x4)
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