I m telling myself
Driving the moto
Didn’t hear the noise
Missing people
Not watching around
And then I leave
Then I just go
Why you’re not calling me
Why you’re like ice
When not so long ago
You used to be nice
So now I’m just crying
With no place to go
Am telling myself
My every step is a mistake
I’ve suffered and still
I love you and you do too
I miss you
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