Megvan mindene, mégis panaszkodik..
nincs semmim, akkor én mit mondjak?
In dreams, I meet you in warm conversation.
We both wake in lonely beds, different cities.
And time is taking its sweet time erasing you.
And you’ve got your demons and darling they all look like me.
I just want to buy a bunch of books that I have nowhere to put and no time to read
It’s horrible, craving you like this.