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 Sun's up too soon like daylight savings 
Mixed emotions are congregating 
Picturing us in all these places 
Ahead of myself's an understatement. 
Sky looks so purple, I can taste it 
Couple days in, I call you baby 
Three stories up here contemplating 
But what the fuck is patience? 
These are 
Fast times and fast nights, yeah 
No time for rewrites, we couldn't help it 
Outlines on bedsides, yeah 
Give me a second to forget I ever really meant it 
Fast times and fast nights, yeah 
Closed eyes and closed blinds, we couldn't help it 
Outlines on bedsides, yeah 
Give me a second to forget I ever really meant it. 
My feelings used to be serrated 
But you speak in such a perfect cadence 
Tiptoeing past so many stages 
But what the fuck is patience? 
These are 
Fast times and fast nights, yeah 
No time for rewrites, we couldn't help it 
Outlines on bedsides, yeah 
Give me a second to forget I ever really meant it 
Fast times and fast nights, yeah 
Closed eyes and closed blinds, we couldn't help it 
Outlines on bedsides, yeah 
Give me a second to forget I ever really meant it. 
These 
These are 
These are the fast times 
These 
These are 
These are the. 
Fast times and fast nights, yeah 
No time for rewrites, we couldn't help it 
Outlines on bedsides, yeah 
Give me a second to forget I ever really meant it 
Fast times and fast nights, yeah 
Closed eyes and closed blinds, we couldn't help it 
Outlines on bedsides, yeah 
Give me a second to forget I ever really meant it. 
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