Oh, I can hear it when that old song starts to play
Cutting through my body in a familiar ways
Well, is it me or is it you who can't relate
'Cause I can feel it when those warm jets take me away
The useless seems to matter more and more
All my life is just something I can't ignore
Consumed and enthused by all that came before
'Cause I can feel it when those warm jets start to roar
Give me everything I ever need
Or just enough so I can go to sleep
Well, is it me or is it you who came to see
The scene, when all those warm jets swallow me
By Current Joys
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Randomhey, aliea-rachels here. normally i don't write books, this is just something i wanted to share. at the time of writing, i don't have any followers so if you see this, glad you stumbled upon it. this is just a random book of songs and artists i enj...
