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Sydney likes to come around when I'm bankrupt on sleep
I'm usually too hungover to eat anything
But it's her last night in town 'til Jesus only knows
She's got a list of memories to capture and expose
And she wants everyone there
Will you haunt me like a ghost when you're gone?
Will you send us Polaroids of the farm?
I know your heart is reaching out with an arm for you there
Yeah
I'm usually too hungover to eat anything
But it's her last night in town 'til Jesus only knows
She's got a list of memories to capture and expose
And she wants everyone there
Will you haunt me like a ghost when you're gone?
Will you send us Polaroids of the farm?
I know your heart is reaching out with an arm for you there
Yeah
It's fucking weird at the house parties now
We kinda envy your tenants of chickens and cows
And all the creatures you spoke of
There's more construction going on than Abu Dhabi
We built the art and community and it bothers me
The lottery for our beloved mother of style
We're the only ones that know that she was always worthwhile
Will you haunt me like a ghost when you're gone?
Will you send us Polaroids of the farm?
I know your heart is reaching out with an arm for you there
It feels like too long
It feels like too long
Will you haunt me like a ghost when you're gone?
Will you send us Polaroids of the farm?
We kinda envy your tenants of chickens and cows
And all the creatures you spoke of
There's more construction going on than Abu Dhabi
We built the art and community and it bothers me
The lottery for our beloved mother of style
We're the only ones that know that she was always worthwhile
Will you haunt me like a ghost when you're gone?
Will you send us Polaroids of the farm?
I know your heart is reaching out with an arm for you there
It feels like too long
It feels like too long
Will you haunt me like a ghost when you're gone?
Will you send us Polaroids of the farm?
I know your heart is reaching out with an arm for you there
But it feels like too long
It feels like too long
It feels like too long
(Will you haunt me like a ghost when you're gone?)
(Will you send us Polaroids of the farm?)
It feels like too long
(I know your heart is reaching out with an arm for you there)
Ayy
But it feels like too long
It feels like too long
It feels like too long
(Will you haunt me like a ghost when you're gone?)
(Will you send us Polaroids of the farm?)
It feels like too long
(I know your heart is reaching out with an arm for you there)
Ayy
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