When you are waking up late and you don't feel right in your own skin.
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Reflections that hurt you. It lets the darkness come crashing in.
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Keep your eyes peeled for any sign of life. Still waking up late.
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Even full moons seem so dim. Sleep alone again tonight.
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Reflection wouldn't show this mess you're in. (Can't fucking sleep.)
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Computer's going to shed some light tonight. Snow bright eye burn and headache high.
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Up all night looking and still no first kiss. It grabs the synapse: Smokers' delight.
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It's not right. No, this can't be right and I don't think I like the signs.
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Breath for you. After all I've heard about you, what do you expect me to do?
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This paradise always seems to be old boards and fucking nails. Just passing the time.
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It's sad but sometimes I picture you passing away. Bringing you down. Dragging us down.
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What's left for us to hold on to?
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Keep Your Eyes Peeled
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The Icarus Line |