These heartless motherfuckers saying what they've got,
Where they've been - oh, how it always means a lot.
They keep running and flying on by,
They're not young and aloof or jaded just like I.
Longest Loser x 4
Caressing pictures of places I want to go,
Rub them 'til they fade - from then I just don't know.
It might be easier to pretend and go from there,
However, I never move to fast when I sit and stare.
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