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Bluelight Crew
the sun
keeps sliding down
as if fed up
with it's day-job
the blaring melody
from my phone
echoes with resignation
through empty rooms
the sun
keeps sliding down
I pour another drink
and slide with it
keeps sliding down
as if fed up
with it's day-job
the blaring melody
from my phone
echoes with resignation
through empty rooms
the sun
keeps sliding down
I pour another drink
and slide with it
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