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I awoke |
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Only to find my lungs empty |
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And through the night |
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So it seems I'm not breathing |
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And now my dreams are nothing like they were meant to be |
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And I'm breaking down, I think I'm breaking down |
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And I'm afraid |
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To sleep because of what haunts me |
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Such as living with the uncertainty |
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That I'll never find the words to say |
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Which would completely explain |
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Just how I'm breaking down |
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[Chorus] |
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Someone come and, someone come and save my life |
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Maybe I'll sleep when I am dead |
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But now it's like the night is taking sides |
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With all the worries that occupy the back of my mind |
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Could it be this misery will suffice? |
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[Gordon Downie] |
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I've become |
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A simple souvenir of someone's kill |
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And like the sea |
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I'm constantly changing from calm to ill |
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Madness fills my heart and soul as if the great divide could swallow me whole |
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oh, how I'm breaking down |
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[Chorus] |
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oooohhh my life |
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Someone come and, someone come and save my life (save my life) |
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Someone come and, someone come and save my life (save my life) |
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Someone come and, someone come and save my life |
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Could it be this misery will suffice? |