.Meet me on the corner by the fire escape and I'll be waiting,
Every inch of back roads that have put me here will disappear,
And I'd hold you in my arms,
Cold mathematics making its move on me now,
Peacocks on the chopping block and in the docks, my hopes are burning,
Beauti.
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