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• Artiste: Bo Bruce
• Titre: How We're Made
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It's cold in here I take a breath. Pull the air into my chest again, again. Eyes are closed and wondering am I wide awake or fast asleep? Asleep. The red alarm clock radio comes to life in monotone to say, to me. This is just reality I get to cuss the world away from me, from me. I had to let you go, but I miss you. I couldn't keep you here, I just miss you. Footsteps on these cobble streets. It rained last night it's wet under my feet, two feet. The sirens in the distance scream. Supposed to save somebody from something, something. I had to let you go, but I miss you. I couldn't keep you here, I just miss you. I know it's how we're made, but I miss you. A day is still a day, I just miss you. The stair goes on for miles. I miss you. For miles and miles and miles. I just miss you.