I wrote this song in my music business lecture in college and literally 15 people asked to record it for various assignments so like this is only one version of fucking many.
This song isn't about you.
lyrics
He smelled of cigarettes and rain
His voice was drowned out with pain
But it sounded beautiful
I couldn't help but wonder
Where he found shelter on his smoke break
We're all alone
Trapped inside our own
Minds we can't break free
On the dark end of town
No there's no-one around
She's walking all alone
She forgot her knife at home
I hope she makes it safe
We're all alone
Trapped inside our own
Bodies we can't break free
We're all voyeurs
Living through each other
Trying to find something real
We're all alone
Trapped inside our own
Lives we can't break free
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