Traffic
Flashin lights
Empty nights
Going no where
Seeing sights
It could've been me
It could've been you
But it was coulda
It was woulda
It shoulda!
But I'm good
Rain falling
Falling on you
On them
The sound is relaxing
I'm dry
I'm sorry
It's for a reason
The things you see
The things you do
What is the truth
It's bent
Folded
Stuck in traffic
Can't go anywhere
Zombies
At my window
They dissolve in the rain
Afraid
Dead meat
Hollow bones
Quietly
Softly
Force within force
Within force within horse
I'm in a bit of a jam
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