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And just like Caitlin said, behind a cigarette,
"There is an arcade here." So we could walk the block, you know these cities talk. We'd rather sleep instead.
I had golden feet, we walked those cities' streets. And I wasn't prepared. Some days I couldn't breathe, some days I couldn't see, but I still wish I were there.
Under this perfect sky, beneath the city lights, a perfect hilltop seat. That night we took a drag, behind a plastic bag, it didn't bother me.
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