Warm Bread
In my arm, sleep through alarms
We are loafs of sunlit warm bread
In my car, after the bar
I could die, day done, mind right
Veins in your heart, pours of your art
I could die, have I told you
That cliche, that one old-timey thing that they say
Time stands still, and I know you gotta go back to school
Fuck school
We are loafs of sunlit warm bread
In my car, after the bar
I could die, day done, mind right
Veins in your heart, pours of your art
I could die, have I told you
That cliche, that one old-timey thing that they say
Time stands still, and I know you gotta go back to school
Fuck school
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Writer(s): Kieran Danielson
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