- 01 · lyrics
Artistic Felony
Small town dreams fit in a little body Wet footsteps in the hallway, cruising in the car Sand castles, sand dunes, sand specks everywhere That was just yesterday Saw your room, looks like it's getting emptied Reaching for those lights out in the big city Loud cars, loud traffic, loud things everywhere That was your yesterday Typing your life away Make sure no mistakes are made 'Cause I will be waiting for your ret
- 02 · poem
the things we have
The city is asleep, and it is covered in white, The bed hugs me like we have never ever met, The song feels like home, and the birds stayed dead,
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