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You don't touch me anymore. We lay on your bed and watch MTV, you right behind me -but you don't touch me anymore. Two parallel tracks cutting through a familiar road; once we collided, since then you've stayed on track -now I'm a trainwreck. How many times can I cross your path, how many times can I wait until you pass before my engine explodes and I scream? So close, yet so far -why don't you touch me anymore? The difference between you and I is after the collision, you've had passengers, and I've only had test drives. I'm trainwrecked. (NJ2014) (All Rights Reserved)
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Jan 7, 2015
Jan 7, 2015 at 7:18 PM UTC
trainwreck (you don't touch me anymore)
You don't touch me anymore. We lay on your bed and watch MTV, you right behind me -but you don't touch me anymore. Two parallel tracks cutting through a familiar road; once we collided, since then you've stayed on track -now I'm a trainwreck. How many times can I cross your path, how many times can I wait until you pass before my engine explodes and I scream? So close, yet so far -why don't you touch me anymore? The difference between you and I is after the collision, you've had passengers, and I've only had test drives. I'm trainwrecked. (NJ2014) (All Rights Reserved)
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Jan 7, 2015
Jan 7, 2015 at 7:18 PM UTC
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