The Taste Of Ink

Is it worth it, can you even hear me?
 Standing with your spotlight on me
 Not enough to feed the hungry
 I'm tired, and I've felt it for a while now
 In this sea of lonely
 The taste of ink is getting old
 It's four o'clock in the fucking morning
 Each day gets more and more like the last day
 Still I can see it coming
 While I'm standing in the river drowning
 This could be my chance to break out
 This could be my chance to say goodbye
 At last it's finally over
 Couldn't take this town much longer
 Being half dead wasn't what I planned to be
 Now I'm ready to be free
 So here I am, it's in my hands
 And I'll savor every moment of this
 So here I am, alive at last
 And I'll savor every moment of this
 And won't you think I'm pretty
 When I'm standing top the bright lit city
 And I'll take your hand and pick you up
 And keep you there so you can see
 As long as you're alive and care
 I promise I will take you there
 We'll drink and dance the night away
 (We'll drink and dance the night away)
 Oh
 So here I am, it's in my hands
 And I'll savor every moment of this
 So here I am, alive at last
 And I'll savor every moment of this
 Savor every moment of this
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 As long as you're alive
 Here I am
 I promise I will take you there
 As long as you're alive
 Here I am
 I promise I will take you there
 And won't you think I'm pretty
 When I'm standing top the bright lit city
 And I'll take your hand and pick you up
 And keep you there so you can see it
 As long as you're alive and care
 I promise I will take you there
 As long as you're alive and care
 I promise I will take you there
 So here I am, it's in my hand
 And I'll savor every moment of this
 So here I am, alive at last
 And I'll savor every moment of this
 Savor every moment of this
 Savor every moment of this