You came around, turned to me, and I moved softly to the back room
Friend was there, showed me how then slept with me, Monday after
You cry at first when you count(?) your purse you didn't see it but you know you're gonna miss it
City's bare, I'm in my house, I see your place but now I'm no longer waiting
My hands lay down and looks at me it's clearer now that I don't wanna go there
Shackled days, glass and asphalt my skin pierce but I don't feel the pressure
There's times when I try to find the ceiling they(?) move me into chambers underneath the [???] glitter(?)
Getting older is my peak [???] before you try I'll go to sleep

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