| She’s calling the darkness
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| Yet she’s afraid to be drawn in
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| It’s easy to loose yourself
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| When the pain is welcoming
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| You can be elusive
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| While counting the bruises
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| Like you’re wearing another ones skin
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| Don’t be so foolish
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| You know what the truth is
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| I’m here and always will be
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| I’m gonna wake you up
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| I’m gonna lay you down
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| I’m gonna be with you in the end
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| And then we walk around
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| Waiting for the dawn
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| When it all makes sense again
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| I’m gonna wake you up
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| I’m gonna lay you down
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| I’m gonna be with you in the end
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| And then we walk around
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| Waiting for the dawn
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| When it all makes sense again
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| She sees in the darkness
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| With her amber glowing eyes
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| She’s feeding her demons
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| Like they’re lapdogs of herself
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| It’s never the fire
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| Sleeping eyes is what causes the burn
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| It’s never the voyage
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| But your home that makes you yearn
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| Mirrors can be delusive
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| Or show what the truth is
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| Depending on what you decide
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| Don’t be so foolish
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| You know what the truth is
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| I’m here and always will be
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| I’m gonna wake you up
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| I’m gonna lay you down
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| I’m gonna be with you in the end
|
| And then we walk around
|
| Waiting for the dawn
|
| When it all makes sense again
|
| I’m gonna wake you up
|
| I’m gonna lay you down
|
| I’m gonna be with you in the end
|
| And then we walk around
|
| Waiting for the dawn
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| When it all makes sense again
|
| I’m gonna wake you up
|
| I’m gonna lay you down
|
| I’m gonna be with you in the end
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| And then we walk around
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| Waiting for the dawn
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| When it all makes sense again
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| I’m gonna wake you up
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| I’m gonna lay you down
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| You better make me in the end |