Your palms are sweaty
And I'm barely listening
To last demands
I'm staring at the asphalt wondering
What's buried underneath where I am
I'll wear my badge
A vinyl sticker with big block letters
Adherent to my chest
That tells your new friends
I am a visitor here: I am not permanent
And the only thing keeping me dry is where I am
You seem so out of context
In this gaudy apartment complex
A stranger with your door key
Explaining that I am just visiting
And I am finally seeing
Why I was the one worth leaving
D. C. Sleeps alone tonight
You seem so out of context
In this gaudy apartment complex
A stranger with your door key
Explaining that I am just visiting
And I finally seeing
Why I was the one worth leaving
The district sleeps alone tonight
After the bars turn out their lights
And send the autos swerving
Into the loneliest evening
And I am finally seeing
Why I was the one worth leaving
Smeared black ink Your palms are sweaty And I'm barely listening To last demands I'm staring at the asphalt wondering What's buried underneath where I am I'll wear my badge A vinyl sticker with big block letters Adherent to my chest That tells your new friends I am a visitor here: I am not permanent And the only thing keeping me dry is where I am You seem so out of context In this gaudy apartment complex A stranger with your door key Explaining that I am just visiting And I am finally seeing Why I was the one worth leaving D. C. Sleeps alone tonight You seem so out of context In this gaudy apartment complex A stranger with your door key Explaining that I am just visiting And I finally seeing Why I was the one worth leaving The district sleeps alone tonight After the bars turn out their lights And send the autos swerving Into the loneliest evening And I am finally seeing Why I was the one worth leaving Explain Request ×
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