I am the Nitrotype player next door
Whether your neighborhood is rich or poor
I see you passing, at the cafeteria
At the house with the wisteria.
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You may never see, you may never know
That side by side we live and grow.
Blissfully unaware of mutual existence
But we try each other's patience.
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We casually glance in passing
Not knowing we talk daily, expressing
Our innermost thoughts to strangers,
Preferring anonymity to dangers.
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You may never see, you may never know
The hidden sorrow I never let flow
So please, be kind, and remember
That words and thoughts repeat in slumber.
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We work together, stocking shelves
Doing odd jobs, fixing things ourselves
At night, we session and wave
And drool over cars in shop we crave.
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You may never see, you may never know
The tired loneliness I never show
We session silently, and wonder
Falling asleep on the keyboard yonder.
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I am the Nitrotype player next door
Whether your neighborhood is rich or poor
By day, with homework we war
By night, we Discord explore.
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You may never see, you may never know
The dips, the thrills that life will throw
But in our shared experience, we say hello
I'll be back, you reply. I follow.
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