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I would rather you sleep better than me
I would rather you be unlost and me lost
This heat is not the same warmth we used to feel
Hon, we’re getting used to it, there is no frost

I would rather you not be subject to my monster
I would rather you be safe while I run, avoiding thunder
I think that I could fix, well, whatever
B, don’t even look, I’m under you

But now that I am here I am convinced that I am almost fixed

I would rather you be out in a two-piece
I would rather you cherish the strength of a drink
The last thing that New Jersey needs is me
Waste all of these brain cells, no need to think

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from The Morning After​.​.​. [EP], released April 5, 2013

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Tombolo (n., pl. -los.) - A sandbar that connects an island to the mainland or to another island.

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