Warm Thoughts - Your Haircut Man | Текст песни

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• Warm Thoughts
• Your Haircut Man

I'll still give you haircuts if you let me. We can forget we ever tried anything. I'll sweep your hair up off the floor, seal it in a ziplock bag, and keep it in my top drawer.

But I'm just your haircut man now, so please come and sit down, and let me touch your hair in a perfectly, pleasantly, harmless, platonic way.

But I have to lay here on our couch and listen to you fuck every night. I want to move out. I want to move on.

Its not me you're sharing your room with anymore. I want to move out. I want to move on.

But I have to lay here on our couch and listen to you fuck every night. I want to move out. I want to move on.

Its not me you're trying new things with behind closed doors. I want to move out. I want to move on.

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