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.