CITY LIGHTS // Last rain wet my will to fight and all the clothes that tried to dry outside and the shades of the cars and the noise of their tires and the rumours of this building where and old man dies. You were dying to be dying and I was dying to be someone else and in between this contradiction we couldn't wash away the pain. You have made much more money that I've ever thought but I know what it means to see the city lights from my mother's car. You break the records while I break the news. You break hearts while I break some rules. Ian Curtis sings to tear us apart, but more than a song is needed to kill you and I. I miss my dead friends. I miss what I've lost but it's too late tonight, so turn the lights off.
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