Highway Txt (since 5th year)

Come on
Send In
My mind Is
Losing Sleep

I'm on my back
On the freezing
Concrete outside
Looking at the stars

I try to do sit-ups
and some push-ups
But it's too cold
And I'm trying to wait
For you

I lay my
Back against
A wicker chair


The wicker chair is
So uncomfortable
I feel I'm
Catching something


I keep freaking
Out leaves keep
falling




Is someone else
Here




I hear a car in my pocket
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