.My brown eyes two pools of mud
Resting in two dark moons they turn the tide into a flood
And the bloodshot lines in the whites map every A road in this town,
All the glare of the city lights, every cul-de-sac we've talked down.
Over time they build up the city, and our arguments sho.
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