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| | The Postal Service - The District Sleeps Alone Tonight lyrics | smeared black ink:your palms are sweaty and I'm
barely listening to last demands..
I'm staring at the asphalt wondering what's buried
underneath where i am
i'll wear my badge: a vinyl sticker with big block
letters adhered to my chest
tells your new friends: I am a visitor here...
I am not permanent
and the only thing keeping me dry is
you seem so out of context in this gaudy apartment complex
a stranger with your door key explaining that I'm just visiting
and I am finally seeing why I was the one worth leaving
d.c. sleeps alone tonight
you seem so out of context in this gaudy apartment complex
a stranger with your door key explaining that I'm just visiting
and I am finally seeing why I was the one worth leaving
the district sleeps alone tonight after the bars turn out their lights
and send the autos swerving into the loneliest evening
and I am finally seeing why I was the one worth leaving
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