Is waking wrapped in your arms,
Sharing smoke and dances and
Our souls, alone in my apartment.
It always feels hollow when you leave,
Come back.
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Is waking wrapped in your arms,
Sharing smoke and dances and
Our souls, alone in my apartment.
It always feels hollow when you leave,
Come back.
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