Cities and love, both relentless and gray. I
bawled my eyes out three times yesterday for
European strangers and their lunchtime trade. I'm
a mess for love, I'm dirty from the city. I've
been looking around to find warmth in the shitty
glares that they give you when they're sooooooo
busy living. When they're sooooooo busy living.
I've made up my mind, my mind's always changing.
I've been spending my time just rearranging for
all the changes i go through, all the miles to
drive, all the waves that i float through, all the
watchful eyes, all the tunes to pull notes
through, all the names to file; well i would go
hungry and meek if love were left to the weak. i
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socks stuffed with numbers, my head stuffed with
you, the bite on your neck was the least i could
do. My eyes are like water, my ears are like
tires, my legs are like books, they spread like
fire. If there's one thing for sure, it's you are
who you know. So let's check in our passports
let's check in our passports let's check in our
passports let's check in our passports let's check
in our passports and see where there's left to go
see where there's left to go see where there's
left to go see where there's left to go see where
there's left to go .