I know I’ve never said a thing;
You maybe think I dumb.
But when you sit down next to me
I go completely numb.
My stupid jeans beside you, here
Inside this shopping mall:
It’s like your “here-ness” fills the room
And I’m not here
At all
I know I’ve never said a thing;
You maybe think I dumb.
But when you sit down next to me
I go completely numb.
My stupid jeans beside you, here
Inside this shopping mall:
It’s like your “here-ness” fills the room
And I’m not here
At all
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