pangea, we used to be together, why'd we have to drift apart.

it sounds much better if we're close together. oh sweet dirty things, we could find an old boxcar in the woods to make our home. it was always for you. all the memories that remain will build a place for us to stay. step a little closer to me, so close that i can't see what's going on. you're my memories when i smell your skin. i wonder if she's what you need because you could be in my life like you've been on my mind. please hold onto me like melted butter, like snow that falls from above. i like the heat of things that speech cannot confirm.