I got replaced
Chapped lips on my wasted face
Now every vowel just drips into the night
Your lips used to catch my drips so tight
What's this I see?
The miracles of modernity that pool
I drive by my old school at night
Something stays behind to keep the light
You know I'd like to see you make it back
To that night of barely bluish black
I guess we'll see
Won't we see?
If you can
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