I awoke
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Only to find my lungs empty
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And through the night
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So it seems I'm not breathing
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And now my dreams are nothing like they were meant to be
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And I'm breaking down, I think I'm breaking down
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And I'm afraid
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To sleep because of what haunts me
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Such as living with the uncertainty
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That I'll never find the words to say
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Which would completely explain
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Just how I'm breaking down
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[Chorus]
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Someone come and, someone come and save my life
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Maybe I'll sleep when I am dead
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But now it's like the night is taking sides
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With all the worries that occupy the back of my mind
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Could it be this misery will suffice?
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[Gordon Downie]
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I've become
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A simple souvenir of someone's kill
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And like the sea
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I'm constantly changing from calm to ill
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Madness fills my heart and soul as if the great divide could swallow me whole
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oh, how I'm breaking down
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[Chorus]
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oooohhh my life
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Someone come and, someone come and save my life (save my life)
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Someone come and, someone come and save my life (save my life)
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Someone come and, someone come and save my life
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Could it be this misery will suffice?
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The Sleeping Sickness
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City And Colour |