A night turns to daylight
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Daylight brakes you
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You feel lost and lonely
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Your thoughts betrayed you
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It isn't the first time
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It won't be the last
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This crushed up feeling
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is the price of my crime
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Close your eyes
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The curtains that you like
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Push them away, it's ok
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Kill the day
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And day turns to nighttime
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And the nighttime makes you
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You use a playwright pony
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Your thoughts remake you
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It isn't the first time
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It won't be the last
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This crushed up feeling
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is the price of my crime
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Close your eyes
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The curtains that you like
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Push them away, it's ok
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Kill the day
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Close your eyes
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The curtains that you like
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Push them away, it's ok
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Kill the day
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Hates you
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Brakes you
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Hates you
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Brakes you
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Close your eyes
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The curtains that you like
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Push them away, it's ok
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Kill the day
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Close your eyes
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The curtains that you like
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Push them away, it's ok
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Kill the day
|
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Close your eyes
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The curtains that you like
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Push them away, it's ok
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Kill the day
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