Lost in the Fray

Its cold at night in the fray 

my boy looking at this girl 

she looking like his next pray 

she cant see him in the fray  

it gets cold like that 

it gets cold like the bay 

but the boy is lost in his haze

the girl gets lost in the bay

she gets lost in the cold night 

shes gone in the fray 


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