The bathwater is cold.
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I can't even feel my legs.
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They are turning white.
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I'm quite worked up by you
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tonight and I can't even sleep,
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so here I am.
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It's 4 am.
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Shaving in your 50's tub
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with Lady Remington
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and pictures line the walls
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of people I've never met.
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Who they are and why they're here
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and why they're staring at me now.
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The bathroom is a creepy place
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for pictures of your friends.
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The Bathroom Is A Creepy Place
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| Two Thirty Eight (Two ThirtyEight) |
