empty parking lots at 2am and hating the world with the best of friends to the precious few whose hearts are fucking true, those candles in the dark who saw me through: when the crowd has gone and the dust has cleared I would end it all if you weren't still here all I need is a place to sleep and moments that cannot be bought
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so here's to my saving grace...
empty parking lots at 2am
and hating the world with the best of friends
to the precious few whose hearts are fucking true,
those candles in the dark who saw me through:
when the crowd has gone and the dust has cleared
I would end it all if you weren't still here
all I need is a place to sleep and moments that cannot be bought
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