you hear my words my pictures on your sleeve, imagination paints a window into me, but that`s one sided. you`ll have to meet me face to face before you justify projections. am i what you want? just what you expected? but the me that`s me seems we`re similar but separate and to my friends that were there when then was then, don`t forget i`d be dead without your friendship. and the distance between us grows from day to day, but i can`t find all the words i have to say ...look through the false image castings of this seven-inch. we`ll hangout together all night and you will know.
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