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Hallelujah, it's going down |
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I really though the sun would never set |
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I find it easier to think at night |
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When everything is softened by a dim light |
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The night is a cup I want to fill |
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I know I won't always reach it's lip |
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Cause something will always knock it over |
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Spilling my dreams to the curb |
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Yeah, I want it all on a plate |
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I don't want to deliberate |
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Yeah, I want it all on a plate |
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I don't want to deliberate |
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Everyone knows what the feeling is like |
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When you feel alone all the time, right? |
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The shades are down night and day |
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And not even a crack to slice the room |
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So much for my pool of thought |
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Yeah, it couldn't even drown a child |
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Or bathe my suspicions that |
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It's just a load of drops, yeah |
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Yeah, I want it all on a plate |
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I don't want to deliberate |
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Yeah, I want it all on a plate |
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I don't want to deliberate |
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On a plate |
