The Rope
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The Rope
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Drinking a wine and smoking a cigarette
Every night is the same
And the world seems stopped
Woah, woah
I am lost in a forest of pines alone
I am lost in this world
And I'm missing you like a poor boy misses his mom
And I love you like a poor boy loves his mom
Every day is the same
The boy sits at the window alone
And enjoy the rain that is out of his sight
Just can’t wait to get back home
And do the same things that he does everyday
And I'm missing you like a poor boy misses his mom
And I love you like a poor boy loves his mom
Every day is the same
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