The Elevator by I Am Empire
Weathered by the New York sun
The elevator,
Twenty-seven seconds later
She finds herself in the middle of his room
The taxicab is right outside
This is our time
Without a doubt I know this is our time
This is our time to stand alone
It is time to say goodbye
Severed From her only love
Out the window
His heart can�t stay at bay
She finds herself in the back seat of a lie
Drive on Drive far away
Get up and go!
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