My Best Chaser Lyrics by Halfwayhome

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This conversation is lasting too long,
is it worth all the trouble to right what is wrong,
and the warm crimson glow of a room that I'm prone
to frequently visit when I feel alone.

I'm empty without you, I'm wounded and I'm bleeding myself dry,
so pour yourself into my throat.

This cafe is stirring with chatter of memorable faces from camiliar places,
let's stay our until the streetlights come on.

This cafe is stirring with chatter of memorable faces from camiliar places,
let's stay our until the streetlights come on.

I'm empty without you, I'm wounded and I'm bleeding myself dry,
so pour yourself into my throat.

I'm empty without you, I'm wounded and I'm bleeding myself dry,
so pour yourself into my throat.

Farewell to my speeches...sorry they're so longwinded
This indecision is wasting my time, start taking chances and make up your mind...

I'm empty without you, I'm wounded and I'm bleeding myself dry,
so pour yourself into my throat.

I'm empty without you, I'm wounded and I'm bleeding myself dry,
so pour yourself into my throat
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My Best Chaser Lyrics

This conversation is lasting too long,
is it worth all the trouble to right what is wrong,
and the warm crimson glow of a room that I'm prone
to frequently visit when I feel alone.

I'm empty without you, I'm wounded and I'm bleeding myself dry,
so pour yourself into my throat.

This cafe is stirring with chatter of memorable faces from camiliar places,
let's stay our until the streetlights come on.
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