The Last Call (Slowed & Reverb)

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Tu última llamada fue...
Tu última llamada fue...
Needing less,
But feeling more; curled up hollow on the floor.
Don't explain what both of us know; some things end in undertones.
Maybe some roads are made of mud and need some pain to open up.
You fall,
You stain your hands and knees to reach the place you meant to be.
There's relief inside the ache,
Like fresh air after the rain.