| Empty days and emptier nights always lead me to find
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| I’m waking up on the floor still coughing up blood
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| Is it worth it?
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| But one more night won’t hurt nearly as much as the pain in my side
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| Because I can truly be whoever I want with this as my disguise
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| All I know is I’m wasting my time
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| Yeah, all I know is I’m wasting my time
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| Belief is getting harder to find
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| Cause all I know is I’m wasting my time
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| I look forward to the day I can say
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| «Look what I’ve done with my life, aren’t you proud…»
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| But until that day comes I’ll keep holding on for an easy way out
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| All I know is I’m wasting my time
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| Yeah, all I know is I’m wasting my time
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| Belief is getting harder to find
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| Cause all I know is I’m wasting my time
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| As I get older my future hasn’t got any clearer to me
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| Looking with eyes found at the bottom of a glass is the only way I can see
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| Empty days and emptier nights always lead me to find
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| I’m waking up on the floor still coughing up blood
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| Is it worth it?
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| All I know is I’m wasting my time
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| Yeah, all I know is I’m wasting my time
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| Belief is getting harder to find
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| Cause all I know is I’m wasting my time
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| All I know is I’m wasting my time
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| Yeah, all I know is I’m wasting my time
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| Belief is getting harder to find
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| Cause all I know is I’m wasting my time |