peter pan complex
i've been mature for far too long now
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simmering streelights in your eyes
our world is sepia and oh so decandent.
i entraced you with bedtime stories
and then stitched shadows into your life
you were young. careless. free.
but i weighed you down with second guesses
and the thought of never ever again
(but never is a very long time, and i'm not sure i can last that long
without your smirks and adventures)
so i need you to swear to god we'll never grow up.
i need it, oh god, just whisper it to me tonighttonightforever.
and i'll take your hand, if you follow me home.
(i'm the second on the right)
oh, wont you be my peter? please.
i just want to
FLY
(so i close my eyes and i think of you
and oh god, i know this is right)
pixie dust never tasted so bittersweet as we take off off off!
your love is wild, and i'm going straight on til morning
(again and again and again)