445 Words

I got you right, got you right, got you right
Got you right where I want you
Create the night, the night, and the night
And the night that I want to
Form the image of clay and set the puppets to play
In a box that I paint to look like a stage
And now the strings move all by themselves

There are smiles, there are smiles, there are smiles
There are smiles in some pixels that I scroll by
Standing right, standing right, standing right
Standing right by an ocean reflecting the sky
An еmoji or ten, a polaroid of a bed
The top half of your hеad
Nothing's ever looked as nice as the memories I invent

Poking holes through the paper and particle board
Convince myself it's a life that I can't afford
Sweat, gas, matching tattoos
It's so much easier to talk shit in my room

I got you right, got you right, got you right
Got you right where I want you
And I lie, and I lie, and I lie
And I lie because I want to

The four last things on my blog:
A dead link to a song
Some pedals I want
A lengthy post that I'm gone
But all I see is a picture of us at seventeen



Credits
Writer(s): Ethan Uhl
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