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Dark room, cloudy night
Blinding projector light
Thump goes the bass
Not a care on his face
7 Flights of stairs
Graffiti spikes the air
No one makes a move
While he sits and broods
Closet balcony
Tells a million stories
Fog for a mile
Photographer asks for a smile
7 People on a ledge
Never been this close to death
Now it's time to go
But no, his friend wants one last go
It's the last dance
And he's lost in a trance
She wears him down
And he wears her out
She is so happy
That he wonders if he could be free
But she already has a love
But that doesn't stop her
From moving closer to put her
Lips on his