Its 3:29 AM
I look out my window at the hot crowded street above
I notice I feel cold and alone
Used up like an old bottle
No deposit, no return
People live and die in these apartment compartments
No deposit, no return
Dust falls silently
Why cant i?
No deposit, no return
Writer(s): Henry Rollins, Hugo Justin Race, Stefan Rogall
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