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Somtimes these old nights can seem to never end, |
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And when you find relief in sleep, |
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Well you may wish to never wake again. |
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I drink in bars and try my best, |
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But these mannequins are too well dressed, |
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And I don't think that i can fake another year without |
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Feeling something, |
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cause I've been numb for too long, |
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I need a hit of something sweet. |
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I don't know. |
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I've tried just about anything that's come my way, |
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And I hold no fear left in my heart, |
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Apart from mediocrity. |
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One day I might find a muse, |
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And in her I hope to lose, |
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Every song I've ever written, |
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Or am yet to write about, |
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Feeling something, |
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cause I've been numb for too long, |
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I need a hit of something sweet. |
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When you feel nothing, |
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The nights they hold no meaning, |
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Except you've got to wake up sometime. |
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We drink in bars and try out best, |
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In bars and try our best. (x3) |
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Just give me something, |
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Cause I've been numb for too long, |
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I need a hit of something sweet. |
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When you feel nothing, |
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The nights they hold no meaning, |
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Except you've got to wake up sometime. |
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And I don't think that I want to wake up on my own. |
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I don't think I want to wake up on my own no more. |
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So we drink in bars and try our best, |
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But these mannequins are too well dressed, |
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And I don't think that I can fake another year without it. |
