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Eyes on Snapchat 2 by Dan

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Eyes on Snapchat 2 by Dan - Alternative R&B music cover art

Eyes on Snapchat 2

Alternative R&B

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The way that I look in your eyes — no, it's real, it must be loved We both construct and add, still the way I think of you is that I think on myself
Because the way I think of myself is great with healthy loving care, you know I want to go Everything you do is kinda fuck up, but now I'm kinda measurable You know I want you, know I want the stuff that you give, you took it back Now I'm upset, and I can't have you back What I need is your big ol' back, so my hands snapchat
The way that I look in your eyes — no, it's real, it must be loved We both construct and add, still the way I think of you is that I think on myself Because the way I think of myself is great with healthy loving care, you know I want to go Everything you do is kinda fuck up, but now I'm kinda measurable You know I want you, know I want the stuff that you give, you took it back
Now, much said and I can't have you back, what I need is your big ol' backs, on my hands now, check
I hold the screen, I look to my face, your photo like a pose, late night, blue light
Tracing all the things you never told me, I reach, I miss, the space between your actions and your words
The way I look in your eyes — no, it's real, it must be loved We both build and break, we both become what we're made of
Put your hands on me, put your hands on me, on my hands, on me, on my heart
Snapchat ghosts, I'm beating chests when we're too scattered to be smarter
Soft rooms and choir foams, the air tastes like me, play I tidy up my thoughts to line them up for you
They never stay, you give and take, like seasons change, I'm left with half the day I want the worlds you promised once, not fragments, so we play
Remember how the summer felt, you allowed the steady tide We stitched our names in every night until the stitches came undone
Now signals drop, a meaning phrase, I'm learning how to let it slide, but still I lean toward every light that spells your name in neon
The way I look in your eyes — no, it's real, it must be loved We both build and break, we both become what we're made of
Put your hands on me, put your hands on me, all my hands on me, all my heart
Such a ghostly meeting, just one word to scatter, to be smiled
To be smiled