Que alguien me de una fuerte dosis de atmósfera.

The silence isn't so bad, till I look at my hands and feel sad cause the spaces between my fingers are right where yours fit perfectly. And I lie awake and miss you, pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere, cause I wish you were here. I'll find repose in new ways, though I haven't slept in two days cause cold nostalgia chills me to the bones.. However, I'll sit on the front porch to think of you all night, cause when I think of you I don't feel so alone.

I don't feel so alone...