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Lletres: Frames. Burn the Maps. Trying.

Seven months in hiding
Buried in the sand
I lost my way, come find me

Tonight not even trying
Tonight not even trying

Constantly reminded
That I was just in time
Don't run away, like I did

Tonight, your not even trying
Tonight, your not even trying

Tonight not even trying
Tonight not even trying