| I awoke to a feeling that I’ve felt before
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| That slowly started stirring in my mind
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| Open my eyes to see the light bounce off the nightstand
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| It illuminated memories of the night
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| I was alone and she landed next to me
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| An angel in her independent right
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| But not me; |
| a coward, a monster
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| Too scared to face the truth inside the light
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| It all comes back to the bed
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| It all comes back to the bed in your room
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| It all comes back to the bed
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| It all comes back to the bed in your room
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| I started moving when the feeling that surrounded me
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| Was threatening to pull me through the floor
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| I had to run pick up the pieces I was panicking
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| I stumbled down the dark out to the door
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| I was alone as people passed by me
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| A broken man just waiting for a train
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| And in the end I stood there at the station
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| With nothing left inside of me but pain
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| It all comes back to the bed
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| It all comes back to the bed in your room
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| It all comes back to the bed
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| It all comes back to the bed in your room
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| To feel as one in the red light sun
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| We watch it burn away tonight
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| I was alone and she landed next to me
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| An angel in her independent right
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| But not me; |
| a coward, a monster
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| Too scared to face the truth inside the light
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| It all comes back to the bed
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| It all comes back to the bed in your room
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| It all comes back to the bed
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| It all comes back to the bed in your room |