Thank you, this is, uh, this is a song for commissioners
We call it "Standing in the Doorway"
I can see you standing outside
I see your face silhouetted by a streetlight
I got a manual instructing my brain
I turn around, cover eyes, I see you
Standing in the doorway
Standing in the doorway, I can see you
Standing in the doorway
Standing in the doorway, I can see you
I can see your shadow outside
It's like a chill, it's like the point of a sharp, sharp knife
I got a manual instructing my brain
I turn around, cover eyes, I see you
Standing in the doorway
Standing in the doorway, I can see you
Standing in the doorway
Standing in the doorway, I can see you
I can feel your presence outside
It's like a chill, it's like the point of a sharp, sharp knife
I got a manual instructing my brain
I turn around, cover eyes, I see you
Standing in the doorway
Standing in the doorway, I can see you
Standing in the doorway
Standing in the doorway, I can see you
Standing in the doorway
Standing in the doorway
Standing in the doorway
Standing in the doorway
Standing in the doorway
Standing in the doorway
Standing in the doorway
Standing in the doorway, I can see you
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