I'm sitting on the ground floor
Here I've been thinking a lot
And I've been down like a whore
I want some beauty to get in
An d I'm awake in New York
I'm drowning in my thoughts
I want the lover in return
Don't go, don't leave me now
Your goodbye knocks me out
When you're dressed in dark
And I'm awake in New York
I used to run to you to get
An d I'm awake in New York
Boy, as a toddler can barely walk
I got to Hillicall, downtown is getting low
Mess up my brain like cocaine
And don't go, don't leave me now
Your goodbye knocks me out
When you're dressed in dawn
It's the time for God to grow tired of me
Does the needle show that
It's the time for me to grow
This the time for God to grow tired of me
To kneel and show that you're leaving
So sinking in the quake mine
I'm gonna give it all away,
I'm gonna give it all away
It's the time for God to go tired of me
Cause I need a shoulder to lean on
It's the time for me to grow tired
It's the time for God to go tired of me
Need a shoulder to lean on
I'm sinking in the quagmire
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