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like a pair of shoes
we are supposed to be of similar size
we are meant to be one
we are meant to be a pair
it is not me and you
it is meant to be us

tonight, i walked with you
with the streetlights chasing footsteps
i am chasing you

who am i after?
what am i after?
i lost track of everything

i lost track of everything
i lost track of everyone
it is all blurry and fuzzy

what i am truly after is us,
huh,
what i am truly after is me.

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