| Is it hard for you to sleep at night?
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| The powder glowing in your smile
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| And is it hard to die a fraction at a time?
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| Is it just too hard to say goodbye?
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| Your life spins like a carousel
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| Your hopes are buried in a wishing well
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| Awake in a grave that you dug yourself
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| Just keep on betting on that horse you love
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| I can see the sadness in his face
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| Deep behind his lacquered eyes
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| A real devastation quaking in his jawline
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| The demon always comes alive
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| Your life spins like a carousel
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| Your hopes are buried in a wishing well
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| Awake in a grave that you dug yourself
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| Just keep on betting on that horse you love
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| Do you ever see the light of day?
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| Did you ever think that you would live this way?
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| Is it just so hard to sleep at night?
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| Is it just too hard for you to say goodbye?
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| And when the sun goes down
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| You’d better paint the town
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| Just keep riding now
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| Your horse will never touch the ground
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| Your life spins like a carousel
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| Your hopes are buried in a wishing well
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| Dead or alive, it’s just so hard to tell
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| It looks like you’ve already found your hell
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| You’ve found your hell |