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Stateside - text

You call,
I was drowning, weary after the party
And the line,
Couldn't hold you enough
We talked
But I could hear you quiet between thoughts
And the time
Dragged, divided aside

Will you call when you touch down?
When you come back around stateside
When you're stateside

And now,
Hear the growing call of the sun comming up
And I know
I will never belong

Will you call when you touch down?
When you come back around stateside
When you're stateside
When you're stateside

Text přidal DevilDan


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