This night is cold in the kingdom
I can feel you fade away
From the kitchen to the bathroom sink and
Your steps keep me awakeDon't cut me down, throw me out, leave me here to waste
I once was a man with dignity and grace
Now I'm slipping through the cracks of your cold embrace
So please, please
Could you find a way to let me down slowly?
A little sympathy, I hope you can show me
If you wanna go then I'll be so lonely
If you're leaving baby let me down slowly
Let me down, down
If you wanna go then I'll be so lonely
If you're leaving baby let me down slowly
Cold skin, drag my feet on the tile
As I'm walking down the corridor
And I know we haven't talked in a while
So I'm looking for an open doorDon't cut me down, throw me out, leave me here to waste
I once was a man with dignity and grace
Now I'm slipping through the cracks of your cold embrace
So please, pleaseCould you find a way to let me down slowly?
A little sympathy, I hope you can show me
If you wanna go then I'll be so lonely
If you're leaving baby let me down slowlyLet me down, down
If you wanna go then I'll be so lonely
If you're leaving baby let me down slowlyAnd I can't stop myself from falling down
Could you find a way to let me down slowly?
A little sympathy, I hope you can show me
If you wanna go then I'll be so lonely
If you're leaving baby let me down slowlyLet me down, down
If you wanna go then I'll be so lonely
If you're leaving baby let me down slowly
A/n: The song that introduced me to Alec Benjamin, this person is a gem. World is sleeping on him. He has a way with words. He is so good at this. He is on repeat all the time, I won't be getting over any of his song. He is an observer, thinker, writer, and artist. He is Art.
There are two versions of this song, one is ft. Alessia car. To be really honest, I love both versions.
Listen to him, you'll feel he is talking about you. I'll be covering more of his songs here in the future.
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