I wish that I could wake up with amnesia forget about all the stupid little things like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you and the memories I can never escape.
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Sick of the lack of signal.
Sick of the lack of touch.
Sick of the static voice.
It's not enough, it's not enough.
Baby, it's hard to be just what you need when all I speak is static screams.
Can you hear me?