Sometimes

I got too much time

What else is there to do now?

Overanalyze things I don't really care about

The last words he said, "There's other things out there to see"

And then he left me for someone who looks just like me

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What's in Berlin?

What's there that's not here you need?

And I want a kid, one that looks like you and me

Sometimes I want out

To take you and run away

But if I write about nothing, then what would they say?

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