Ceiling fan Lyrics by Chlsy
I steal your sweatshirts every morning
All your drawers are empty now
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I steal your sweatshirts every morning
All your drawers are empty now
He’s like an angel, so kind and so stable
And I think he’s falling for me
We called it off this morning
I don’t want to talk about it now
Would you want me as the sky begins to melt?
Would you say you want me still?
You put money in my hand
You put poison in my mind