Deanna Troi

Andrés Aparicio

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    Another year on this ship
    I didn't take the promotion
    It looks like you lost a little weight
    It's easy to get caught in your space

    And how convenient is that?
    The power's out in your apartment
    Specifically on the same night that I decided to just drop in
    A candle just so I can see your face
    Pizza and a bottle of rosé
    And you say that I look a little older
    Really, I just need a better diet
    There's a global pandemic and the streets are on fire
    Yet things are just as innocent as ever between us

    Another week
    It's not over till we die
    Another month
    Another year
    Another week
    It's not over till we die
    Another month
    Another year

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    I remind myself I'm not the only one
    Had to convince myself to live and have some fun
    Step outta my room, it feel like a tomb
    I'm really sick and tired of just meeting over Zoom
    I reach over for my flannel, catch a whiff of your perfume
    Snap: Sniff
    Snap back to reality
    Love or lust? This whole thing got me questioning my sanity
    I pass the time just yelling out profanities
    I'm a pro fan of thee
    Hope the wind moves us closer
    I'll ask if you'd be with me
    I don't form bonds with people easily
    So bury me if I don't clear Oracle Park
    I mean a home-run gotta get the spark
    That's my benchmark, yeah
    Perfectionist, you know my earmark, yeah
    That's a fantasy land
    We in a global pandemic, my beats is still fire
    And things are just as innocent as ever between us

    Another week
    It's not over till we die
    Another month
    Another year
    Another week
    It's not over till we die
    Another month
    Another year

    Riker's log, personal
    After Chief O'Brian beamed the away team and I to the surface
    There was a string of events that took place
    Some of which my life was in danger
    And some of which I'm ashamed to mention
    Nevertheless, I didn't forget about our session
    I'll beam back to you once all the is over

    Trying to slow dance in your new furnished quarters
    Music to remind us of our old empty quarrels
    I saw you with Aaron Carter, you heard about me and Laren
    You're gazing upon my teeth like none of that ever happened
    Let's rendezvous in the hollo-deck
    What's a knock out like you doing in a computer generated gin joint like this
    There's nothing real about this, there's nothing real about this
    Let's not go back out there

    Another year on this ship
    I'll never take that promotion
    I noticed you got a new hair-style
    It's easy to get caught in your smile

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