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This conversation is lasting too long,
Is it worth all the trouble to right what is wrong?
In the warm, crimson glow,
In a room that I'm pr*ne,
To frequently visit when I feel alone,
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I'm empty without you,
I'm wounded, and I'm bleeding myself dry,
So pour yourself into my throne,
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This cafe is stirring with chatter of memorable faces from familiar places,
Let's stay out until the street lights come on,
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I'm empty without you,
I'm wounded, and I'm bleeding myself dry,
So pour yourself into my throne,
2x
Farewell to my speeches,
Sorry they're so long-winded,
This indecision is wasting my time,
(Farewell to my speeches,)
Stop taking chances and make up your mind,
(Sorry they're so long-winded,)
This indecision is wasting my time,
(Farewell to my speeches,)
Stop taking chances and make up your mind,
(Sorry they're so long-winded,)
This indecision is wasting my time,
(Farewell to my speeches,)
Stop taking chances and make up your mind,
(Sorry they're so long-winded,)
I'm empty without you,
I'm wounded, and I'm bleeding myself dry,
So pour yourself into my throne.
2x