Sara, lay your head down.
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It's been a long day,
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You need some rest.
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This life that you've been leading
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Won't allow for anything,
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But your second best.
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It's effortless, or is it meaningless?
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Sara, close your eyes now,
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And dream about those things you'll never have.
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Don't open them too quickly,
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you might realize life's not all that bad.
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It's effortless, or is it meaningless?
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Wake up.
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I can see you're sleeping still,
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Don't leave now, you never will.
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Two roads.
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This is up to you.
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Sara, have another drink.
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You don't love yourself,
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Might as well let someone else.
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And as long as you wear long sleeves,
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They will never know
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What you really need is help.
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Wake up.
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I can see you're sleeping still,
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Don't leave now, you never will.
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Two roads.
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This is up to you.
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This is up to you.
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It's effortless, or is it meaningless?
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It's effortless, or is it meaningless?
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Wake up.
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I can see you're sleeping still,
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Don't leave now, you never will.
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Only one door leads you out.
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Wake up.
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I can see you're sleeping still,
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Don't leave now, you never will.
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Two roads.
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This is up to you.
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This is up to you.
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This is up to you.
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Sara, Poor Sara
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| This Day and Age |
