Contra Party - Trails
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Heather, dancing with her friends
Looking over her shoulder to catch you
Watching her having fun without you
It's brand new era

Of all the places you could go
You picked a torture den and you're breaking
Save yourself and turn around
Finger right on the scale

You're the one who did it in the end
Temporary will to pretend
Nothing hits you quite like her

Brian making for the door
He's got his jacket on and he's swaying
Wait until you chase him down
It's what he wants but you're not the same

Even though you're wearing down
Showing off - it's tire to weaponize
Holding back and sitting down
Finger right on the scale

He's the one who did it in the end
Temporary will to pretend
Nothing hits him quite like you
Nothing hits you quite like you