Atlantic

This is a slide of thoughts
That I wanted to share
With all the colors

This is me pinning a note
That I already see them
I already see them

It's the thing that people are
So afraid to speak
When they already see them

I am starting to love you
And I can't even describe it
With all the neon colors
Met with demons of the bus
It's like a van-life sunset
Met with stormy skies
And you see all the little scars
That's what I sometimes do
And see myself like

All the leaves of the trees
Of the neighborhoods
All places we are gonna see us in

Let's travel Atlantic
Let's go deeper in
What it takes to make you sure about love?
What it takes to make you whole?
To trust a ghost?
I want to complete your dreams, I do

How can I make you know
More about what I have in mind?
I like a shore hitting another wave
Just hold my hand
And then you'll see them

I'm startin' fucking love you
I can't even describe it
With all the neon colors
Met with demons of the bus
It's like a van-life sunset
Met with stormy skies
Do you see the little scars?
That's what I sometimes do
And see myself like

All the leaves of the trees
Of the neighborhoods
And all the places we are gonna see us in
All the leaves of the trees
Of the neighbouhoods
And all the places we are gonna see us in
Just hold my hand



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