| Quarter past five and I’m wondering why
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| I cried in front of strangers last night
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| I must have got home somehow
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| The sun kisses the sky, then my mind starts racing
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| Did I even love him or did I need to save him?
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| Fuck, it’s getting late now
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| Do they hate me? |
| I don’t know
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| Wait, I don’t care
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| Did I leave the light on in the hallway?
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| Shoud I go check?
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| Am I a sinner if I don’t regret?
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| And if God exists, does she stress about
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| All the promises that the world never kept?
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| I’m hiding from the sunrise
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| 'Cause it’s 5 a.m. and I’m running from the daylight
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| If I befriend tomorrow, will it treat me right?
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| 'Cause it’s 5 a.m., I need a pill or a lullaby
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| Pill or a lullaby
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| My mouth’s dry and I’m wondering why
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| Don’t know my lefts from rights or how to drive
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| Guess I’ll get there somehow
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| The moon looks kinda nice, then my heart starts beating
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| Did I look good when I told him I was leaving?
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| I will never know now
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| Do I hate me? |
| I don’t know
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| Wait, I don’t care
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| Did I leave the light on in the hallway?
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| Shoud I go check?
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| Am I a sinner if I don’t regret?
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| And if God exists, does she care about
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| All the promises that the world never kept?
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| I’m hiding from the sunrise
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| 'Cause it’s 5 a.m. and I’m running from the daylight
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| If I befriend tomorrow, will it treat me right?
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| 'Cause it’s 5 a.m., I need a pill or a lullaby
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| Pill or a lullaby
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| I’m not tired
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| I’m just scared to turn the lights on
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| I’m not tired
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| I’m just scared to turn the light on
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| I’m not tired
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| I’m just scared to turn the lights on
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| Scared to turn the lights on
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| Hiding from the sunrise
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| 'Cause it’s 5 a.m. and I’m running from the daylight
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| And if I befriend tomorrow, will it treat me right?
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| 'Cause it’s 5 a.m., I need a pill or a lullaby
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| Pill or a lullaby
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| Pill or a lullaby |