let the good times roll
let ‘em take their toll
I’m worn out and run down and out of control strolling in silence
and feeling half alive
so fuck you
pull the hood up over the head
you can just see the eyes
feeling like I’m going nowhere
to nothing again
everyone’s got their sweethearts tonight
I’m just at a dead-end
I put my damaged goods back on the shelf
a voluntary coma would do wonders for my health ‘cause baby right now
I’m just a fucking shell
well it’s cold outside
but I’m just a step away from hell...
there’s no light on for me
nothing to come back to
...and I’d walk the streets all night
if I thought that I’d find you
I hear the laughter on the streets below
and it doesn’t sound so real
and I hear the lovers on the streets below
and I’m not sure what I should feel
when your someone isn’t there
this feeling will carry to the a.m.
another loveless night
not one embrace
...I’m so far gone
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