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The sleepless nights and endless days,
Mini skirts and serving trays
Waking up from rain delays and
Selling sex for pocket change and
Living off the alcohol with
No one but a cab to call
And lost inside a bathroom stall,
This carbon copy life withdraw

And I need someone to believe in

And driving cars we can't afford,
Just making sure we're never bored
Living off our own accord,
Between coffee grinds and corner stores and
Limousines and cigarettes,
We're chasing dreams with fishing nets
And long week ends without regrets
Well no on here is taking bets.

And I need someone to believe in,
Yeah someone to fill this space, with grace,
To look into my eyes and touch my face,
To make me feel alive today.

Someone to make me strong,
Someone to make me belong,
Someone to make it alright,
Someone to make me feel alive.

And stretching out like rubber bands,
To kiss the cheeks and shake the hands,
In pool halls and wonderlands,
With strong arms and no legs to stand
And getting by on hand me downs,
With your tips your drinks you're buying rounds
It's back to my old stomping grounds like
Children in the lost and found

And I need someone to believe in
Yeah someone to fill this space, with grace
Someone to look into my eyes and touch my face
To make me feel alive today
Yeah

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