Once the elevator doors closed
I was in the dark alone
Is that a whisper I hear?
I could’ve sworn it was your voice
Cutting the air that stands between us
I’ve got a blue lights in the palm of my hand
It casts a weak glow around me
But all I see is numbers
Between you and me
Thirteen floors sounds like a long way
To go down in the pitch darkness
One by one, there no light in sight
Maybe you should reach a hand out for me?
I promise I won’t bite
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