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conversations on the telephone may be intertwined with the cosmic potency of disregard. this song is for reminiscing about talking during the nightly hours. //
all instruments recorded at charles' house
vox by charles
Vocals recorded and engineered by Brian McKee
Harmony by Brian McKee
lyrics
let's have one of our night chats
and then i can sleep peacefully
torched up to forget that, i am
always checking my phone for you when i wake up
we tangle and make up
hard to stop from the make out
have another DUMB pout
let's have one of our night chats
baby you were made to break my neck
slit my throat, tell me stories about coke
and i was engulfed in you for a month
the only time we talked you told me about drugs
i said pleased to meet you, what's your name?
i never thought i'd be a pawn in your game
it's no secret
you're struggling to stay off the pills
unbeknownst to your picturesque face
hate to admit that you're the one that i crave
and i know your feelings move
faster than a bullet train
doo doo doo doo doo dooo you think you're so coooool
doo doo doo doo doo dooo i think you're so coooool
and drunk mistakes are not of your worries
baby girl you can MURDER me surely
you'd been around
i chose to ignore that
forgive me for sounding so morbid
credits
released March 27, 2018
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