.When I'm riding home at night, I get in so tired
Till the sores and bows that spell
E-M-P-T-Y
But driving west now, half past five
My skin is cut, my hands are knives
I could be anyone alive
But I just can't fit
And it's too late to quit
When the night it comes to me<.>
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