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post apocalyptic date night
Its me and you
We're all thats left
Our friends are dead, a courtesy shot in the head
The family isnt here, undead and void of tears
But i have you
So what should we do?
Post apocalyptic date night?
Lets pack up, lets go
Guns, knives and booze in tow
Lets get up on the roof top
Get drunk, let the clothes drop
Love me until the break of day
We can go to the theater
Watch a chick flick or thriller on loop
We can eat at the fanciest dives
Or pig out at mcdonalds without shame
Propose to me on bended knee
Give me a ring on a severed, still wiggling finger
There are endless possibilities
No obligations
Lost history
An unpromised tomorrow
The world is ours
Im yours
Youre mine
Until the infection spreads to my brain
I want to feel love instead of this disease in my veins
We're all thats left
Our friends are dead, a courtesy shot in the head
The family isnt here, undead and void of tears
But i have you
So what should we do?
Post apocalyptic date night?
Lets pack up, lets go
Guns, knives and booze in tow
Lets get up on the roof top
Get drunk, let the clothes drop
Love me until the break of day
We can go to the theater
Watch a chick flick or thriller on loop
We can eat at the fanciest dives
Or pig out at mcdonalds without shame
Propose to me on bended knee
Give me a ring on a severed, still wiggling finger
There are endless possibilities
No obligations
Lost history
An unpromised tomorrow
The world is ours
Im yours
Youre mine
Until the infection spreads to my brain
I want to feel love instead of this disease in my veins
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