When I first touched your skin
That was when I knew
That
I'm awake
Woke up in a random room
I think I woke
She walks slowly past your eyes
And you know it's no
It's the second time it happened
The time on your bed
Your
I haven't felt this lonely
Since the first I saw your
The blue light on the TV glows upon your face
Your
I know that someday I'll be yours
I ain't got nowhere
So how're you doing now
That you're looking out
Over the life
You wrote down your story in a paperbackSo caught up
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