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Take off your coat,
And talk to me,
You're soaked to the bone,
So come inside.
Lay down your guard,
Just talk to me.
I'm lonely,
And if that's a crime,
Then I'm guilty,
Hell, I'm blood soaked.
Pick up your mug,
And follow me,
Into another room,
Where we can breathe,
You can't kill us all,
So just talk to me,
I'm lonely,
And if that's a crime,
Then I'm guilty,
Hell, I'm blood soaked.
And you were holding out,
For something so much more.
They pull your strings down,
And hold you to the floor.
And I'm lonely,
And if that's a crime,
Then I'm guilty,
Yeah, and I'll do my time,
And I'm lonely,
And if that's a crime,
Then I'm guilty,
Hell, I'm blood soaked.
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