I was dying to tell you something, I called you twice but you didn't answer.
This place is so small, nothing seems to happen.
I had a dream, you said "One day, we'll get to leave, one day we'll get to leave".
I was listening to "Blue Line Swinger" and for some reason I thought of you. So I turned it up when the drums kick in, it's so fucking good.
I wish that you were with me.
All the things inside my head.
All the things I tried to say.
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