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The key gets stuck in the lock
As if it's nervous too
One bolt, one dim light bulb
And a sink that responds to you in blue
A second-hand table is leaning
Against a soda can
Your name is on the mailbox
Printed with a slight delay
Splashes of paint on the floor
Barefoot, fearless
We laughed, and our laughter echoed through the house
Because there's no one here
The first apartment, the first apartment
The boxes in the hallway
The first apartment, the first apartment
We made this place out of everything
It creaks when you move
It holds up when you fall
The first apartment, the first apartment
We made this place out of everything
The oven heats up
In the spring, the window gets stuck
Two mugs by the faucet
One plate, one burner
A note from the landlord is taped
To the warped wall
But your hoodie on the chair
Adds a sense of occasion
Keys on the counter
Songs through the floor
We were broke, but we were lucky
And we wanted more
The first apartment, the first apartment
The boxes in the hallway
The first apartment, the first apartment
We made this place out of everything
It creaks when you move
It holds up when you fall
The first apartment, the first apartment
We made this place out of everything
Rain on the fire escape
Takeout food on the floor
We found out what we are
In a room that was begging for change
A lamp with a bent shade
A plant that was almost alive
Every scratch on the wall
Was something we'd lived through
The first apartment, the first apartment
The boxes in the hallway
The first apartment, the first apartment
We made a place out of it
It creaks when you move
It holds up when you fall
First apartment, first apartment
We made a place out of it
First apartment, first apartment
Small, but we held on
First apartment, first apartment
We made a place out of it
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