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I wish I had a parachute cuz Im falling bad for you
And I can see the ground approaching now
But Im not sure what to do
I feel like a pinata once you take a swing at me
If you could just crack the shell open
I think inside you would find something sweet.
And I hear you like a hunter now, your footsteps in the leaves
And I would gladly leave my hiding place
So I'm hoping to be seen.
So let your arrow fly
And see Im well within your aim
And lay your traps for a thousand miles
And please dont let me escape.
Winter came to Omaha and left us looking like a bride
A million perfect snowflakes now
And no two are alike
And so its hard for me imagining flaws in this design
I know debris, it covers everything
But still I am in love with this life.
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