Boys & Sex - Peach Juice/Over Everything | Текст песни

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• Peach Juice/Over Everything

These things, they pile up.
Magic moments, they collect dust.
And the “i love you’s”, they start to rust.
And i can’t seem to find the ones i miss the most.
I’ll like it when you have gone,
the ceilings cave and walls collapse
because i feel like i am your storm and shit.
Just leave and look away from the mess you have made.