Pocket Collapses Lyrics by Brother Moses
If we never speak again
If they disconnect your number
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If we never speak again
If they disconnect your number
You used to hold me close in an ignorant bliss
I was starry-eyed, you were lemon-kissed
It finally got cold in New York today
It snowed it rained
For the last few years in the normal world underwhelmed and tired
Brady kept winnin, the sun kept spinnin, the play clock had expired
Not today
I’m not putting up with your sh#t today