The moldy peaches

Reminders of then

The moldy peaches

Ask me out
Take me over
Walk around
Meet my mother
Take me down
To the cellar
All around I see reminders of then

Why am I
Surprised
Lies and bullshit
And bullshit and lies

You'd think I'd give up after so many tries
My finger's on the trigger
And my eyes are on the prize

Summer songs
To September
Hope I last
Till November
Birthday boys
Don't Remember
All around I see reminders of then

Why am I surprised
Lies and bullshit
And bullshit and lies
You'd think I'd give up
After so many tries
But my finger's on the trigger
And my eyes are on the prize

Ask me out
Pull me over
Watch your back
Meet my brother
All those boyfriends
All those losers
In my pretend
Hera of Scorpio boys
My pretend Hera of Scorpio boys
My pretend Hera of Scorpio boys
My pretend Hera of Scorpio boys

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