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Phoneboy - 1987 Lyrics



Phoneboy - 1987 Lyrics
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I heard
You're missing turns
And your favorite three words
I'm not too gone, the TV's on
Until I learned
A simple way
To pretend that we're in 1987
Throw it into first cause you're so tempting
Paint me a picture of you
Paint me a picture of you
Of you
I heard
You're someone else
Falling off the top shelf
I'm here for you, Be here for me
Until I heard
That cigarettes
Like to to Burn down to the filter when you're sleeping
Waking up in pieces every weekend
Oh, I just want your lips to taste
I just want my lips to taste like you
Paint me a picture of you
Of you
Paint me a picture of you
Paint me a picture of you
Of you
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I heard
You're missing turns
And your favorite three words
I'm not too gone, the TV's on
Until I learned
A simple way
To pretend that we're in 1987
Throw it into first cause you're so tempting
Paint me a picture of you
Paint me a picture of you
Of you
I heard
You're someone else
Falling off the top shelf
I'm here for you, Be here for me
Until I heard
That cigarettes
Like to to Burn down to the filter when you're sleeping
Waking up in pieces every weekend
Oh, I just want your lips to taste
I just want my lips to taste like you
Paint me a picture of you
Of you
Paint me a picture of you
Paint me a picture of you
Of you
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Writer: James Fusco, Ricky Dana, Wyn Barnum
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Length: 2:43
Written by: James Fusco, Ricky Dana, Wyn Barnum

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