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my face becomes strange
when I'm sober or
when i play with words 
just to make out tonight
I drink the darkness from the streets
my glasses are full and 
all the w****s are jut pointless 
pleasure-less 
I am fearless beyond myself
and I put down my arms 
I surround myself with 
images of you and 
my eyes always play 
movie of you
in the smell of silence 
in the taste of loneliness
and my stereo sounds
two tracks of your voice.
the air becomes breathable