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Midwest Emo (Demo)
by Layla Knowles
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Wisconsin never looked so misty
As the second night you kissed me
We were tearing through fog in your car
Asked where I wanna go, and I said far
I just wanted you there with me
We were good Americans, we
Were swinging in a closed down park
When you said you wanted it hard
Where there is a call there is an answer
Where there's music there's tiny dancers
We were only teenage lovers
But where there's smoke there's often thunder
Cause people like to put flames out
But you were not a haunted house
But still they came with hoses and
Said that you couldn't be my man
Well that's how things go,
Saw you goin
We do things without god knowing
But he knows where to put his hands
And we know how to take commands
You to go to church I go to hell
We know how this story ends well
This is what it means to love
You lose and never get enough
We were midwest emo
But what did we know?
We see other people, and you see a steeple
Wisconsin never looked so misty
As the second night you kissed me
We were tearing through fog in your car
Asked where I wanna go, and I said far
I just wanted you there with me
We were good Americans, we
Were swinging in a closed down park
When you said you wanted it hard
Where there is a call there is an answer
Where there's music there's tiny dancers
We were only teenage lovers
But where there's smoke there's often thunder
Cause people like to put flames out
But you were not a haunted house
But still they came with hoses and
Said that you couldn't be my man
Well that's how things go,
Saw you goin
We do things without god knowing
But he knows where to put his hands
And we know how to take commands
You to go to church I go to hell
We know how this story ends well
This is what it means to love
You lose and never get enough
We were midwest emo
But what did we know?
We see other people, and you see a steeple
