Oresteia Pronounced õr · ës · têê´ · ÿuh
	Dark Room Words By: Ray Petersen Music By: Ray Petersen Well a man walks in the door A smile is on his face Walks up to the bar A drink is in it's place. He says hello to all He doesn't want replies He just enjoys himself And drinks that others buy He's just a lonely man, Who feels the pain inside He's a victim of the game He's losing all his pride. He looks around the room With glazed and bloodshot eyes. Darkness coming down Smoke is on the rise She sees him sitting there He knows he caught her eye But he looks down at the floor He's feeling way too shy. He's just a lonely man Who feels the pain inside He's a victim of the game He's losing all his pride. Well a man walks in the bar Smile is on his face Sits down at the bar A drink is in it's place Says hello to all Doesn't get replies. Just enjoys himself And drinks he has to buy. He's just a lonely man Who feels the pain inside He's a victim of the game He's losing all his pride. He's inside the darkroom He's inside the darkroom He's inside the darkroom He's inside the darkroom He's inside the darkroom He's inside the darkroom He's inside the darkroom He's inside the darkroom
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