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White room afternoon
Alone in this gloom
I sing... you hear no sound
Too late and too soon
With the full moon
I smile inside a frown
Love is Love
Is Nothing
Is All
The wax melts away
This room of decay
I see the walls turning black
This Hell where I play
While the Ghosts waltz away
I'm wishing the light would come back
Love is Love
Is Nothing
Is All
Here I am Thursday down south and useless
What can I wake to when everything is pointless
Here I am Thursday out of hope and faithless
When can I call you when I was just a bad day
Here I am Thursday sick of playing headgames
When will you come home if you want to forget me
Here I am Thursday crying in the white room
How can I go on with or without you
Wear me down tare me down
Can you hear me calling out to you?