They say you go blind, maybe it's true...
In the midst of this nothing. This miss of a life.
Still there's this wanting to see you go by.
It's almost like lovin'. Sad as that is.
May not be cool, but it's so where I live.
It's like I'm your lover or more like your ghost.
I spend the day wondering what you do, where you go.
I try and just kick it but what can I do.
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