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Our apartment was breathing
Like each groan was its last will and testament
Or as if every single secret it heard was a weight on its chest
It just had to get off
And the marching band that follows my upstairs neighbor around
Is keeping feverish time during all hours of the night
I have always envied how fast you fall asleep
