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touch grass
an ode to the importance of going outside
quit your bitching fucking dance
the sun is in my hands
smell the roses fucking
let it go and take a chance
you dont have anything to lose out here
so please quit moping
wipe your tears
put your shoes on get out there and fucking dance
smell the roses fucking dance
girl you have nothing to fear
i swear the waters just fine
two left feet yeah ive heard that before
take your hand in mine
you take a step to the side
you twist i told you its easy
your dress sways in the breeze
and then you fall into me
yeah just like that
bodies intertwine to the kick drum track
it dont feel so bad when the dark clouds pass
love to see you smile back at me like that
quit your bitching fucking dance
the sun is in my hands
smell the roses fucking
let it go and take a chance
you dont have anything to lose out here
so please quit moping
wipe your tears
put your shoes on get out there and fucking dance
smell the roses fucking dance