| I’ve been kept awake for what feels like a thousand days
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| Twilight keeps me here suspended frozen still as time intended
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| The path that binds must be what is defining me
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| So sing me back to sleep, wrap me in your memory
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| I can’t stop hearing these voices, these voices in my head
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| They try to keep me wide awake and I just want to give in
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| I can’t stop hearing these voices, they never end
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| When will they let me fall asleep?
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| Wake up
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| The night is clever, capable of deceiving weather
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| Nothing always has a meaning if everything is always breathing
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| The body is my temple, a golden fragile vessel
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| So sing me back to sleep, wrap me in your memory
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| The floor boards speak, the curtains start to breathe
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| Stuck in a lucid dream, wake me from this treachery
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| I can’t stop hearing these voices, these voices in my head
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| They try to keep me wide awake and I just want to give in
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| I can’t stop hearing these voices, they never end
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| When will they let me fall asleep?
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| So let me sleep
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| I can’t stop hearing these voices, I can’t stop, I can’t stop
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| I can’t stop hearing these voices, they never end
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| It shifts from dark to light as daybreak intervenes
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| Another sleepless night, another page to write
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| My mind lost in between |