.Sitting at an empty bar,
Donât wanna think about exactly who you are.
From beds to little rooms to buildings in the city,
The bottleâs empty.
And tonight I wish that I could be the first to fly
From seven stories into
Traffic where I die.
Be the first to fly...
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