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close your eyes clip your wings tonight. Think of me, think of when i get home. faded pink stars on my cheap shoes remind me of what i am; what i came here for. remember me please shortened walks on summer nights, tripping over feet. hardened tears showed you that i cared cinnimon smoke travles through my viens it's not gonna leave; i won't let it say goodbye. I'm stuck in massachusetts but i'm living in Florida with no one person who cares at all... think of how we are; nothing stays the same... Aus Songtexte Mania