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City lights, like the things I used to say
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And they drift away, so brief and sad.
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Memories gone, more to make than a guy can pull
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But I'm trying still, you should be glad.
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Because after all, you're still my deadweight.
Battles almost over now, I can let you in.
Mind your step, the lights are dim and it's fresh paint.
Have a drink and talk about the way things are,
And the way we want them to stay.
Because after all, you're still my deadweight.
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