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Sleep comes to everyone |
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While we wait for the |
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Sunday afternoons |
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Sleep comes to everyone |
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Everyone maybe yeah, but you |
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Sleep comes to everyone |
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While we wait, wide awake and blue |
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Sleep comes to everyone |
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Everyone maybe, yeah, but me and you |
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And so I give myself away |
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To everybody everyday |
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And so I give myself to you |
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And you need it more than |
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I doAnd so |
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I give myself away |
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Unto everybody everyday |
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And so I give myself to you |
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And you need it more than |
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I doSleep comes to everyone |
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While we wait for the |
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Sunday afternoons |
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And sleep comes to everyone |
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Everyone maybe, yeah, but you |
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And I had this one figured out |
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That's why the suicide machine is built for two |
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A simple sick device devised to overload on love |
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To bring us colored dreams and sound tracked waves of fun |
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And so I give myself away |
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To everybody everyday |
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And so I give myself to you |
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And you need it more than |
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I doSo I give myself away |
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To everybody everyday |
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And so I give myself to you |
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And you need it more than |
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I doSleep comes to no one else like we have |
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Falling through the ground |
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Fulfilling promises of endless summer nights |
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I'm losing ground, you're losing sound |
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Somewhere through a thousand blues |
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A dragonfly descends with just a whisper, "I'm lonelier than God" |
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And all my wishes spin the fishes in the air and every one |
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A different shade of you |
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And to the left where up is down |
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Now stands a zebra made of shapes of me |
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And silver and the sun |
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So bring no guilt with you up above the flat-line |
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Let's just hit the sky exploding into one |
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I need you |
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I need you |
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I need you... |
