lower east side blues
I’ve been up all night,
I’ve got demons to fight.
When everything I know,
Is is starting to grow cold.
I’ve been up all night,
You know damn well why.
I’m lost on Little West St. in a town that isn’t mine.
But I’m where I need to be,
So lost but feeling free.
As the sun comes up I finally see
I should have never let you carry me...
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