wonder how you been
then I shrug it off
Maybe the nicotine is getting to me
maybe you're the best thing I've ever seen
Next to you
pitch black room
dark thoughts
so I let them in
Under the stars
Breathe in that desert air
here we are
Top of the dam again
4 a.m
should be in bed
City lights
We own the night
You give me a smile.
I turn and say,
"If I die now
I'll go feeling alive"
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After Dark
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