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The room's spinning again |
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She can't seem to remember getting into this mess |
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Don't try and pick her face up off the floor |
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And all the while she waits for sleep |
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That never comes, she'll twist her feet |
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They tangle in the crumpled sheets |
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She's always in |
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He's tired of borrowed beds and feeling nothing |
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As living takes its toll upon his teeth |
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His kisses don't seem hungry any more |
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And all the while he waits for sleep |
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That never comes, he'll twist his feet |
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They tangle in the crumpled sheets |
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He stumbles in all shining eyed with laughter |
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She's never been that steady on her feet |
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They fall together blindly to the floor |
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And all the while he softly sleeps |
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She lies awake and listens to him breathing |
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Entangled in the crumpled sheets |
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They're always in |
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And all the while he softly sleeps |
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She lies awake and listens to him breathing |
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Entangled in the crumpled sheets |