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You say I'm letting life slip by, and starlights wasted on sleeping eyes |
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I stare all night into the sky, when all these stars have long since died |
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I've woken up a thousand times, drawn the curtain, drawn the line |
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A thousand lives walk through my own, |
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I stand still and stand alone |
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I wish I could believe, in something bigger |
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In the space that lies between, the good and bad here |
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The angels and thieves are drinking coffee, |
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But I just want some sleep |
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An end to this day's masquerade, |
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A suitcase packed and put away |
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The mirror is useless in the night, |
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I see myself between the light |
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I wish I could believe, in something bigger |
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In the space that lies between, the good and bad here |
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The angels and the thieves are drinking coffee |
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But I just want some time |
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Time, time, time |
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The angels and the thieves, are drinking coffee, |
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But I don't want to sleep. |
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I wish I could believe, in something bigger |
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In the space that lies between, the good and bad here |
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The angels and the thieves, oh the angels and the thieves, are drinking coffee, |
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But I just want some sleep |
