You were by my side on the frontline
Do you remember?
Do you remember?
Casualties of the punk wars
Buried in leather, in leather
These days I miss strangers more than I, more than I miss my friends
Waves of conversations break in on shores of my head again
Furnishments dumpstered or groundscored
You didn't even need that money
Everything you own a hatchback
Battered and musty
These days I miss strangers more than I, more than I miss my friends
Tide filled with hopeless drunks sinking deeper into their sins
Try to be here now, I only ask you when
Reach out
Reach out
Reach out
These days I miss strangers more than I, more than I miss my friends
Waves of conversation break in on shores of my head again
Try to be here now
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