Seven Eleven by Our Inflatable Friends published on 2017-02-17T13:16:08Z I see you through the train Looking for your face In this hazy daze But i guess you'll never know I see you through the place Looking for your space While waiting for the rain To stop and then you'll go You don't have to leave With such a sad face Baby you can stay here Stay here with me I guess I'll never see your face again In the subway going my way Is this good bye is this our goodbye Good bye I see you drinking coffee Hemingway in hand Call it infatuation But i have it real bad Is it the high of the shiny lights Or your blue eyes, out of my sight While I stay behind Mixed by Ian Invencion Recorded at Mattic Studios Special thanks to Kim Bernardino and Joe Puyat Genre Indie Comment by marsbar pleasant experience <3 2020-08-14T06:57:45Z Comment by SeptumBoys <3 2019-07-17T07:05:23Z Comment by Seth A 😍 2019-06-08T02:34:18Z Comment by Pasta Rhymes <3 2017-05-28T09:46:20Z