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One, two, three, four...
I count the empty glasses
Standing in front of me
An intimidating crowd
Of empty people
Judging me in silence
As their number increases
And my thoughts blur...
(Stop staring at me...)
I count the empty glasses
Standing in front of me
An intimidating crowd
Of empty people
Judging me in silence
As their number increases
And my thoughts blur...
(Stop staring at me...)
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