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Oooooh-ooh, |
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I can see the city light, |
| [00:18.82] |
From where I stand on the top floor, |
| [00:21.88] |
And I’m not sure if I’m dead, |
| [00:28.27] |
I raise my hands to the clouds, |
| [00:31.36] |
To check if heaven is with me now, |
| [00:35.03] |
Cos the devil’s in my bed, |
| [00:39.71] |
And she won’t love me, |
| [00:41.89] |
Like she could, |
| [00:44.96] |
And she won’t hold me, |
| [00:48.06] |
Like you would, |
| [00:52.90] |
I bid this city goodnight, |
| [00:55.86] |
And cover street lamps just like my eyes, |
| [00:59.16] |
When it’s quiet I’ll go, |
| [01:05.32] |
And say my sweetest goodbye, |
| [01:08.28] |
Under billboards are fast food and mobile phones, |
| [01:16.25] |
Cos they won’t treat me, |
| [01:19.01] |
Like they should, |
| [01:22.20] |
Cos they don’t need me, |
| [01:25.05] |
Like you would, |
| [01:30.44] |
My toes curl, clutch to the edge, |
| [01:33.91] |
And filled up with regret, |
| [01:36.69] |
Could you forgive me yet, |
| [01:40.86] |
Would you know if I fell, |
| [01:46.33] |
From this hotel? |
