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Working for the Long Nights

Let’s just have a bit of fun

So that neither of us have to take the plunge

I’ll appease you

Until you decide that this is through

I’ll love you

For six years or more

Until I feel like nothing but a whore

Wonder if you’re real or not

Until I’m consumed with complete distraught

And when I move on to the East

Your music will fill my ears

Fame will hit you hard

And I will be far, far, far


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