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the street lights are on

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looking out my window
the street lights are on
i'm sitting here in my pajamas
and i'm fighting the dawn

i'm looking at leaving here
as i'm wanting more
please forgive me
if i wind up at your front door

because i'm fighting the dawn
and i don't want to do it alone
i want to be with you
and i want to get stoned
i want to be with you
i want you to want that too

can we make this happen
can we make this work
do you think that i love you
and does that cause your
knee to jerk
that primal reaction
to this physical attraction

tell me the truth
do i make you sick
come over and see me
i'll show you my prize
it's the devil's walking stick
it causes the heat to rise

it will burn you out
cause your eyes to water
and when i'm finished with you
it will be a virtual slaughter

because i'm looking out my window
the street lights are on
i'm staying awake
i'm trying to fight the dawn
i want to see the sunrise
one last time
before i sell my soul
and become a vampiric troll

love me or hate me
whatever you choose
to me it's all the same
when i detonate the fuse

just this one last time
help me to kiss away my fears
when i meet the devil
to give him my last years

because i'm fighting the dawn
i'm searching for my salvation
before nights final incarceration
i want to look at you
in the purplish blue
haze of the twilight
i want to love you one last time
before the suns light gets to bright
i want to reach out and touch you
before i become too much for you