| I am begging you not to go
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| If there’s another way it is hiding from us darling
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| 'Cause the outside world doesn’t need our help tonight
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| Our shoes kicked off side by side like they are dancing
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| The dark wood floor feels so cold under our feet
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| I am begging you not to go
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| We’re the last to fall all around us sleeping bodies
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| Drunken satellites in the orbit of our earth
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| In the gentle night little whispers draw us closer
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| So close to touch in the frayed collapsing light
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| I am begging you not to go
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| Oh, I am begging you not to go |