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A cold winter sun My feet underground A pale winter city A numbness for sound I'll wait back here
All that you notice A moment in time A photograph lost here Since you were mine I'll wait back here
Or should I Start pushing my way back Yeah, should I start Pushing my way back
I walk past your room In deep silhouette You're tired of racing You're down and I said I'll wait back here A cold end, and evening A soaked cigarette I'm asleep on a shoulder That I've never met I'll wait back here
Or should I Start pushing my way back Yeah, should I start Pushing my way back
Cold, and the whiskey is wearing And I'm on the edge of my breath Oh, and I'm thinking of leaving I could just lay down Lay down and freeze to death
A cold winter sun My feet underground A pale winter city A numbness for sound
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