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Apologies & Anomalies
Max Angles

I plan on going to heaven
It’s never really been a question
I see myself flying away with you
And sleeping on the sunset that’s killing my sins
We have a tall glass of wine to swim in
And a fire to burn down my hometown
Maybe these powder trees needed to sleep
Maybe it's time that we let the moon out
Boxed up blondes swing in the school yard
But we don't mind them one bit
We just keep our blinders on, and fly up past the sky
I never say sorry and I don't plan on it

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