Close my eyes but I can't shake my head.
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Still not over those words you said,
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tossin' and turnin' rolling in the night.
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She's tying knots, seems that nothing is right.
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Sweat on my brow, my adrenaline's flowing,
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eyes burning red, my anxiety's growing.
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As soon as I'm asleep, it will be tomorrow,
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and that just fills my head full of sorrow.
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Insomnia's got the best of me,
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I've got no choice but to stare at the ceiling.
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Insomnia has a hold on me,
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you don't even know the stress I'm feeling.
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Clock on the wall's moving faster and faster,
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your voice in my mind like a broken record.
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Tossing and turning, rolling in the night.
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She's tying knots, seems that nothing is right.
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Feeling my heart, pounding like a drum,
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reminding me again that my day was too long.
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Drank all my wine that my cuboard is bare,
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still no escape from this waking nightmare.
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Insomnia
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