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Empty of a point or view desolate

And here's the thing it's nothing new

Shine me up nice

Shake off the dust

Your god sees my friends more than me

Eyes red and black flickering in the moon

I won't see you now I doubt

Don't think

I'll see you soon

Watch movies in a dimly lit room

It'll be bright

Like the check engine light

That burns through my head

When it's 3am and I'm thinking of you again

With the thoughts so loud

That I can't pretend

To accept the ones I've lost

Bright like the check engine light

That burns through my head

When it's 3am and I'm thinking of you again

Like the check engine light

That burns through my head

When it's 3am and I'm thinking of you again

How much did it cost to suspend yourself in simple air

And did you even care