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I'll Be Your Gatsby - Locale A.M.
Havent I mentioned the grey skies ate themselves today?
Feeding on misery, choked on you,
Disappeared, passed away
Now all I have to remind me is a hazy transmission
Of your indication, of reciprocation,
And what you're willing to give
Drowning in a sea of me, gasping for an air of you
There were some things left unsaid, that I just wish you knew
I will be your gatsby
Letters are wasting time
I will be your gatsby
Losing sleep, losing mind
I've only send one fourth of the letters I've written to you
Palms are all sweaty,
Don't know if I'm ready to tell this to you
Now all I have to torture me is a gaping incision
Cus your emission of light has precision
That I don't want to escape
Drowning in a sea of me, gasping for an air of you
There were some things left unsaid that I just wish you knew
Cus I will be your gatsby
Letters are wasting time
I will be your gatsby
Losing sleep, losing mind
Cus I will be your gatsby
Letters are wasting time
I will be your gatsby
Losing sleep, losing mind
Cus I will be your gatsby
Letters are wasting time
I will be your gatsby
Losing sleep, losing mind
Cus I will be your gatsby
Letters are wasting time
I will be your gatsby
Losing sleep, losing mind