Deadlines
Car Seat Headrest & yeule
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Oh, compassion is transforming me into—
I am not awake, I am not asleep
I am not so shallow, I am not that deep
Do you wanna dance? Someone shut the door
On the losing side of some sort of war
Oh, compassion is transforming me into—
No more reflection
Swearin' all I see is you
There was a predestined set of symbols ticking into place
A prom queen crowned in the background
Stepping out of frame, a pair of hands took me to your face
Your eyes held me
Oh, compassion is transforming me into—
No more reflection
Swearin' all I see is you
I am not awake, I am not asleep
I am not so shallow, I am not that deep
Do you wanna dance? Someone shut the door
On the losing side of some sort of war
Oh, compassion is transforming me into—
No more reflection
Swearin' all I see is you
There was a predestined set of symbols ticking into place
A prom queen crowned in the background
Stepping out of frame, a pair of hands took me to your face
Your eyes held me
Oh, compassion is transforming me into—
No more reflection
Swearin' all I see is you
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