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This Room (The Love Language)

Swing low sweet chariot This room's been way too hot With all our friends Stuck in their ways They come inside Of a thing that escaped through the morning I can't blame them I'll be on my way On my way And any time You need a hand Don't remind me 'Cause we've already landed the fall Waking up it's morning after all