My feet slap the pavement hard and I imagine they're slapping you
My hair brittle and feels like it'll break off into a million peices.
I'm drenched in sweat and it's December.
Everwhere I turn looks the same, yet no de ja vu
Yet I can still remember you,
So I slap the pavement harder
My hair brittle and feels like it'll break off into a million peices.
I'm drenched in sweat and it's December.
Everwhere I turn looks the same, yet no de ja vu
Yet I can still remember you,
So I slap the pavement harder
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