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A cup of Rush in the morning

a bite full of nervs

me lost in trafic, thinking "Not gonna make it"

Cold, even tho is hot outside

white, even tho my IDcard says im India

Orange sucks and it doesn't have any signal

can't call you, can't hear your voice or tell you im almost there

But suddenly, i see you in the distance

and i star making funny things to get ur attention

all disappear, the noice, the trafic, the people around me

is just us, you and me

a kiss that last forever

a hug that's still on me

dont know when i get to see you again

but i dont care, you are always conmigo.

Luv U Loser