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1
Here I stand, waiting in the dark,
For my lover to come back again.
In the darkness, all the things I know,
Become the shadows that haunt
and swallow me.
CHORUS
Here I stand, gun in hand,
Waiting for my lover,
Here I stand, gun in hand,
Hoping my life soon will be over.
2
Don't cry, my lover boy,
In the morning when
you find me, gone.
In the darkness, all the things I know become the shadows that haunt and swallow you.
With the new day and the rising sun.
CHORUS
Here I stand with gun in hand,
Waiting for my
lover.
Here I stand with gun in hand,
Hoping my life soon will be over.
Hoping my life soon will be over.
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