I remember going broke at the bar.
I remember doing drugs in my car.
Please don't hold my hand, I need to get up.

Derrida. I don't know what I'm doing.
Derrida. I don't know where I am.

I remember you were moving back home.
I remember coming home all alone.
I’ll be dying angry.
I need to get out of the city.

Derrida. I don't know what I'm doing.
Derrida. I don't know where I am.
Carolina.
We share the same blood.
I’m not your brother.
I miss you.
I think I love you.