Из альбома: Miles Benjamin Anthony Robinson

home for the weekend
and pleased to pretend
everything isn't the end

seem to remember
i wanted a friend
imagining life lived again

with failure to face
forget
and replace

what if we'd known how and why?

wasted it waiting to be
wasted it chasing a dream
well-wishers wasted wishings
stare out the window
sleep on the floor

suck my teeth hungry and bored

biting her lip
at the back of the bar
she wasn't waiting on...

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