Something to die for.





"-...working for another hour tonight, staring at the wall and
let the time just pass me by.
You might think you know me, but it's all just a face, trying to ignore
when people screaming my name.
Walking by a house with colorful lights.
There's a sign, an invitation from the woman inside.
Talk about your boyfriend, talk about your wife,
it's just a different way of living your life.."


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