All these visions in my head
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Should have gone to bed before the watershed
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some are alive, some are dead
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makes no diferrence when they're in your head...head
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Keep the door open a crack
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so I can see them when they attack
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some are white, some are black
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makes no difference when they're on your back
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And I can't stop crying
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And I can't stop driving
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'Cause the day is dying...dying...dying
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And my eyes wide open
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Count the sheep jumping the fence
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so I can see tee pees when I'm feeling tents
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disbelief hung in suspense
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Eiderdown is my own defence
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And I can't stop crying
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And I can't stop driving
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'Cause the day is dying...dying...dying
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And my eyes wide open
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All these visions in my head
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Should have gone to bed before the watershed
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some are alive, some are dead
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makes no difference when they're in your head
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And I can't stop crying
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And I can't stop trying
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'Cause the day is dying...dying...dying
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And my eyes wide open
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Eyes Wide Open
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| Travis |
