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It's hard to rest right |
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with a different pillow every night. |
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Still I close my eyes |
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and dream I'll make it home. |
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And ever now and then I |
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find my dreams before I learn |
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that every mountain call of what I yearn. |
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It's a blessing and a curse. |
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Wait 'till the lunacy shakes the hand of reality. |
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Time will fly and straight our lives |
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as we all live to die. |
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Holding on to anything. |
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It's hard to find the in-between |
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of burning candles at both ends |
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We're bored and petrified. |
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[Chorus] |
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We love to kill the night. |
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Pay tolls with Blood and Time. |
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Our body, souls, and minds |
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rectify TONIGHT! |
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Deep inside on the proving ground |
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there's always war to wage. |
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And the bloodshed of our demons here |
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have covered everything. |
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Nazerath's seen the Romans lost |
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and Balthor's crying eyes. |
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Find ourselves on the road |
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that always takes us by surprise. |
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[Chorus x2] |
