Feeling lonely
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Smoke. Smoke is everywhere, and the multicolored lasers fire off to the beat of the music. The crowd pulses and moves to the bass slamming through them, and there were no drugs needed at this party to feel blissfully happy.
Post midnight
Stayed up all night
Not really thinking bout a certain thing
Not really thinking
Awake yet again
Stuck in a loop
Been stuck in the same bed
With nothing to do
it's just lately I've been thinking about you and the things we used to do always running around townwithout a care without a frown before the world started ragging on us before it started showing us what we're not