SEASON I · CHAPTER 1
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The coffee's cold, just like your side of the bed
I'm replaying every single word you said
The ghost of us is dancing on the wall
Waitin' for a shadow that'll never call
I'm still here, somewhere in the dark
Searching for a light, a tiny little spark
It's a cinematic silence, a beautiful pain
Just me and the echoes, and the cold night rain
The city lights are blurring through the glass
Watching all the strangers as they pass
I'm a frame that's frozen, a movie out of time
Tryin' to find a reason, tryin' to find a rhyme
I'm just a memory you threw away
Just me and the echoes, and the cold night rain!
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