And this is when I feel alone
watching broken lives play out
no one on the phone
tasers and lights
struggles and fights
give up man
see the whites of our eyes
shuffle and step up
our bodies will die
The black night that lives and sighs
outside my window
the velvet and neon
that creeps through
we all know
it lies and waits for me
to lay awake
bed spins
long for sleep
while there are no arms for holding
no strength forboding
just you and me
and a cold TV
maybe this glass of wine
is all I need
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