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letra de august 32nd - ​the narrator (chicago)

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stand on the corner of 86th and lex
smoking a joint with my kid sis
yeah i miss the city
i miss every city
my parents pushed those patterns in my brain

my dreams are buried in the past
the weather’s tucked into my bag
my friends i will hug in my arms
the night’s walking the streets
the sun fell down so we got up
find us roving in the fields of koosh
well you can pick your battles
but we will fight them all
we grew up but not without a fuss

my hopes are drowned out in the lake
my secrets are tucked in my guts
and my nеrves they run the show
and thе s-x floats in the air

west of the river
west of the trains
my brother sister in the grass play

the boomerang that returned
is not the one i threw
so when i’m done you can have my boat

there’s so few things
that we want
but we need them so badly

the seconds are squeezed in my hand
the minutes stuffed into my pants
the hours i spend at my desk
and the days sleeping in my bed
the weeks are swimming in my blood
the months are wrapped around my bones
the years have slipped into my skin
and the decades flow through my veins

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