sims letters are refugeesnlights down looks at his kneesnnothing moving like beforenjust the taste of her apple corenndifferent cards but same dealnblue blood forgot how to feelndifferent plates but same mealnnthat girls got no pleasenso careless she falls overseasnbad light in her eyenhard feeling so don't even trynndifferent room but same wallnno reason nothing at allndifferent height but same fallnnheavy changes light yearsnfew words too many beersnthat's a world i knew beforendon't have the key anymorenthat girls got no kneesnspreads like a social diseasenbad feeling in her handnmust break what she don't understandnndifferent cards but same dealnblue blood forgot how to feelndifferent height but same fall