Wake up in the morning it's not so bad
I can taste you on my lips and it makes me sad. There's a part of me that just wants you back. You're the one thing I want that I never did have. That I never did have. Oh no. Fill me up. Steam me up. Hear me shout. Tip me over and pour me out. Pour me out on the concrete, next to your feet. Do I have to cry out? Can you hear me? Oh just to be with you. -He Is We (Pour Me Out)
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