A fine frenzy;
It's one hundred and nine degrees in this crowded room
No room to breathe with walls as cold as a gallery
This is no place for me Such hard faces in smoke
The smell lingers in my clothes
It's a bad night to be alone
But that's the way it goes
And I think of you whenever life gets me down
I think of you whenever you're not around
And you rest your bones
Somewhere far from my house
Yeah, but you still pull me home
Just to put your mind at ease
You don't owe me anything
You paid me well in memories
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Elin
