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Little power monger, sleep tonight |
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The city lights up like a dirty dime |
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I hope that this letter finds you crying |
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It would feel so good to see you cry |
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Under this same lifeless sky, |
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How is it |
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I can find no peace? |
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Well, I hope that someday we meet both broken |
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We could kneel right down and kiss your feet |
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So take this, my back-stabbing pay back number |
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This is all mine |
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Cause you were my life-sucking power monger, |
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Even still you were mine |
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Wherever you are, |
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Under the stars or under the influence of, |
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The cars and the neon lights |
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Don't shine through your frigid light |
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Though you're a total mess, can you admit that yet? |
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Little power monger sleep tonight |
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The city lights up like a dirty dime |
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I hope that someday we meet both broken |
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It would feel so good to see you |