I miss you when you hide your true self
Then walk
Backs against the walls
Hands on the bottle
Snap your neck back
Slap
Get up, get down and walk around,
Drop dead from walking
You can look down lines (that) cut the town in
We are lost - alone
we have strayed from the edges
Can you feel your future drawing near?
Can you feel the
Shapes of the light made in the rain, seeing a
Hang around to the sound of alarms
and walking, endless walking
Dressing
A longing gaze through a blue eye
In a shot through
The time was lost
In countless wasted days
And hurricanes
Shivers shake fever
No
Do you wonder, in the shadows, was all the time
I walk this way, for myself (Could you be the
With these haircuts like ABC
Don’t lower yourself to talk to
This is a failure, there is no saver,
A system error
Outside the racetrack
Inside the speedtraps
You'll find your place to lie
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