that's a lot of blueberry goop
it's been raining, streets are wet
overhearing conversations I know nothing about
the boys left down rainy streets
someone sat here before I did
thrift store searching, no better discoveries
green fields hidden on penthouse roofs
your cleavage distracts me quite well
not sure there are greener pastures
to be insecure is very 2008
high-speed trains shuttle; everything direct linked
we appreciate bar music drowning conversation
we've been here before, running madly
we've seen these buildings swallow sunlight
city memories consume every single street
we've been here before, perfectly still
nights meant for sleeping, spent manic
kitty susan lizz @ the pourhouse on 11th and 3rd
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