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letra de strangers - art morera

been a while since we spoke
we used to smoke and crack some jokes
and that was how we coped when life was hard
lie to me, tell me how fine you are
sit and talk inside my car i’ll push the pedal and fly to mars, that’s what it’s like
when no one else is on the highway, it’s like we’re in outer sp-ce
my high beams on but the light fades into darkness
see the mountains and the star lit sky
you squint and tell them apart, that’s right
it ain’t hard if you try
you can do anything just put your mind to it
you deserve to live good, i hope it’s happening with the guy you’re with
when life is cloudy do like a pilot and stay fly through it
found an $80 last minute ticket to san fransisco and i just flew in to handle business
money talking and i was fluent
translation, that’s a transition from old dollars to shiny blue ones with ben franklin
i’ve been jammin’ in a money counting binge in the a.m
facetime with you can still see the imprint of where my body was on the bed we lay in
say i love you and then we hang up, yeah
we went from best friends to strangers

i be thinking back, it was a long time ago but it feels just like yesterday…know what i’m saying? i mean it was, at one point…that’s life

yeah i know you but i don’t know you
i mean, i knew you but this new you? i don’t know, i knew it’s no use
so here’s my letter from m-e-t-o-y-o-u
a memo about my m.o
except it’s like my d-e-m-o
feel free to burn this, turn your trash bin into a furnace
try to delete me from your bio if that’s what it takes to make you smile
you ever driven by a playground, on the swings you see your inner child just laughing then dissapear? i did once, well, it’s been a while
yeah, been a while
i barely know who that kid is now
lost myself, if i say i didn’t i’m in denial
hard drive with some missing files
like where can it be?
the reason why i’m so happy to speak with you is ‘cause of our mortality
so while i have you just know i love you
have fun before you have to leave
i know what it’s like, you don’t want it to end but at the same time you scream “faster, faster!”
lots have happened from the last i’ve seen ya
miami to pasadena, right where you stand the gr-ss is greener
greener…
seen fans turn to haters, homies told me ‘see you later’
we went from best friends to strangers

- art morera

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