I’ve amassed a collection of female items by my bedside
I’ve got so many hairties!
The only ties I’ve kept
The only ties I need
I keep them as replacements of you, if temporary, you’re still that somebody that I’ve been searching for since that night
You find yourself alone in a room full of opportunity
With a jukebox in an unlit scene
Where friends act as walls
And your words go misunderstood, they’re misunderstood again
We’ve running out of time
Our time is running out
We’re running wasted time
We’re wasted running time
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