I´ve been roaming around always looking down at all I see...painted faces, build the places I can´t reach.
You know that I could use somebody. Someone like you, and all you know and how you speak...
Countless lovers under cover of the street.
Off in the night, while you live it up, I´m off to sleep...waging wars to shape the poet and the beat.
I hope it´s gonna make you notice. Someone like me, someone like you. Somebody.
I miss missing you.
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