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[starscantstay]

i guess the one thing that i can't seem to get past
is that i cannot name this uneasiness
whenever we cut corners in this city-town

despite the distance and despite the time
there's still something all too familiar about you
a taste on the tip of my tongue,
a scent that lingers on sheets
a certain song sung from a played out tape

and i guess the city is sick like that
you stay in one night
feeling lost as cars crisscross outside your window