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The morning light is turning blue, the feeling is bizarre The night is almost over, I still don't know where you are The shadows, yeah, they keep me pretty like a movie star Daylight makes me feel like Dracula In the end, I hope it's you and me In the darkness, I would never leave you Won't ever see me in the light of day It's far too late, the time has come I'm on the verge of caving in, I run back to the dark Now I'm Mr. Charisma, fucking Pablo Escobar My friends are saying, "Shut up, Kevin, just get in the car" I just wanna be right where you are (oh, my love)