Keeping warm in the nighttime
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Burning hopes and dreams and even impossible schemes
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Seem possible, anything's possible, every thing seems so clear
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When your blood is pumping, mind is scheming
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Eyes wide open but you're still dreaming
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Prancing prowling searching for yourself
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The darkness is so comforting
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So beautifully intoxicating
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Daytime's stress and pettiness doesn't matter now
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Well the night's like a church for non-believers
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It's a search for hidden treasures
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Quench your thirst with simpler
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Pleasures growl!0
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Keeping warm in the nighttime
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Burning hopes and dreams and even impossible schemes
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Seem possible, anything's possible, every thing seems so clear
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But now through the darkness
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Light starts seeping dawn is coming looming
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Seething and you can't stop the sun from rising
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Hide in the shadows but the sun's still shining down
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And you can see all the ugliness breeding despair
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And your dreams are all bleeding
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Breathing hot dry air and the silence is screaming
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And it's all just bringing you down
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Well you're thinking you'd better run home
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To sleep as the streets fill with creeps
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And the keys that they keep locking you out locking you into their world,
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A world that you don't want to see!
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Keeping Warm in the Night Time
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| Pinhead Gunpowder |
