To view the world through the bottom of an empty glass
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These blurred images of smiles of so-called friends
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You're so tired
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The weight of the room is set to strangle
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Her arms go limp and so she closed her eyes
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This always happens in the night
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It happens every single time
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You feel the turning of the knife
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In your gut and neon blinds your eyes
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Sing the song of sorrow
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The past is no tomorrow
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Starting now there will be a brand new day
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Cut deep, scars bleed;
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These wounds will heal
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The memories will fade away <i>[x2]
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You said the nights were too long,
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But with bloody knuckles we carried on
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You said the lights were too bright
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In your eyes and sang your sad songs
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We buckled down and broke the bottles spilling dreams across the street
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Erase the images the pitter pat of tiny feet.
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Sing the song of sorrow
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The past is no tomorrow
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Starting now there will be a brand new day
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Hello My Name Is Euphoria
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| Burden Of A Day |
