When no one else would suffer me,
I threw myself at your ankles.
So still we slept
and were at peace
above the winter traffic.
Soon, soon, soon, come.
He treats his friends like customers,
he treats me like a given,
your letter read come down, you said,
and let me know I'm living.
Soon, soon, soon, come. Correct these lyrics
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