| This isn’t me
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| I never asked to feel this way
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| And I can never justify
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| Why every dream has to hide
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| The morning’s coming
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| So now we’re falling
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| In and out of words we’ve said
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| In and out of dreams we’ve let die
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| We live a dying dream
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| I live a dying dream
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| When the morning comes, we’ll curse the sun
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| We live a dying dream
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| I live a dying dream
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| If morning never comes
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| We’ve won
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| But we don’t stand a chance
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| The coming dawn kills romance
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| We’ll pray for darkness
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| So our nights are endless
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| Now every word is bringing
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| Our time near its ending
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| I know that we’re the only
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| I know that we’re the lonely ones
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| That hope someone feels this way
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| So that we can share our pain
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| Is anybody hearing, is anybody with us?
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| Because, this isn’t me
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| I never asked to feel this way
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| Time is running out
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| On the days that I’ve lost count
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| And now I’m falling
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| Our morning’s coming
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| I’ll take back every word I’ve said
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| Reaching for our dreams again
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| I need a show of hands
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| To see who’s with me
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| Is anybody listening?
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| Who lies awake at night
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| Wishing for a dream before dawn’s light?
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| Who’s alone in the darkness? |
| Whose nights are endless?
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| Who lies awake at night
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| Knowing that this dream dies in daylight?
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| Is anyone listing to every breath?
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| We live a dying dream, this is our dying dream
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| One last chance
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| With every breath
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| We live a dying dream |