The Theater Goer
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Lyrics
Six million jaws hit the theatre floor. As I rest my hand in something wet and warm. I feel you watching from the corner of your eye. If you move closer to me. I won't mind. Just make it last. It's your skin, your hands, your face that's coming on. But it's regret that makes the cab ride home such a drag.
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 03:38
- Key
- 6
- Tempo
- 92 BPM