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If I was to call you, would you be able to tell me who it is that I am?
If you call me would I be able to tell you what you are?
If we both called each other,
Do you think we would be able to tell each other who we are?
If the sky stopped moving for a second... Only if it stopped moving for a second, where would we be without a second?
I am dialing your phone from my phone,
The number that which extends over long and short-distance.
I am calling your home,
Can you abort the passport to import the feeling of letting another dude in?
I feel like I'm swimming in a pool of my sins,
My skin is thin,
I am throwing away the remains of what remain of me...
I am calling, can you answer?
It is me the one who you called the one.
I have a question to ask....
If I was to call you, would you be able to tell me who it is that I am?
If you call me would I be able to tell you what you are?
If we both called each other...
Do you think we would be able to tell each other who we are?
(who ARE WE?)
Copyright © Prince Patterson | Year Posted 2014
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