Your face in the mirror
it's like cold nostalgia
as cold as your eyes with a head full of sun
I never wanted this
but what can i do?
this nostalgia is making me fall for you.
I'm on the train
to our hometown
I'm not so sure
but does everything seem darker now?
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Our reunion
like a wrench to my head
I'm pretty sure
That maybe it's a concussion to my heart?
I know despite all the anger
and twisting with bolts
i shutup, in your gaze
you look as if you
want to hold me.
does my vision deceive me?
There's a little hint of sadness
in those sky blue eyes
i look up, in your glare
you look as if you
want to cry.
does my pain...
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