Headlights peering through dark rimmed symmetrics, in single file line,
Bouncing frequencies...same reactions.
The lights have smashed on their skin all the same.
It has all turned more predictable than ever,
specially since the hues can map out their solid almost spaceless shape.
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(Pt.1)
It doesn't matter how much I steer my brain to not think of you,
your face seems to gamble in the noise.
Every movie is apparently staged in New York,
where I can see you walking like an extra
down the wet busy streets.
I can see you dancing or dining
in the corner of the screen.
Bouncing frequencies...same reactions.
The lights have smashed on their skin all the same.
It has all turned more predictable than ever,
specially since the hues can map out their solid almost spaceless shape.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
(Pt.1)
It doesn't matter how much I steer my brain to not think of you,
your face seems to gamble in the noise.
Every movie is apparently staged in New York,
where I can see you walking like an extra
down the wet busy streets.
I can see you dancing or dining
in the corner of the screen.
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