Spotlight, by Cutie In A Death Cab
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Hit the lights
Let me out
Curtain drawn
Now I shout
Everyone
Open your ears
Listen now
Hear my tears
You can't look
Past my eyes
Quarters close them
Now say goodbye
In my casket
I'm awake
Dead but watching
My black wake
Maybe it's sick
To imagine it
But I won't pretend
That I'm perfect
Sometimes I wish
That I could say
Goodnite, goodbye
Later days
Instead I dream
It's best for you
For them for us
Fuck, you're few
Hit the lights
Let me out
I promise not
To scream or shout
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Posted: 2005-04-06 00:19:12 UTC |
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