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Where do you hope to find my body tonight
Alongside a rarely used road
In a dismal back alley, oft overlooked by any passerby
In the pantry of some sociopath that you heard about on TV
Where do you hope to find my body tonight
Beside you, holding you, until the dawn
Resting near your window, looking lazily at the city glow
In the company of friends, with all my wit and charm falling on tables where we sit
Where do you hope to find my body tonight
Alongside a rarely used road
In a dismal back alley, oft overlooked by any passerby
In the pantry of some sociopath that you heard about on TV
Where do you hope to find my body tonight
Beside you, holding you, until the dawn
Resting near your window, looking lazily at the city glow
In the company of friends, with all my wit and charm falling on tables where we sit
Where do you hope to find my body tonight