2 AM and she calls me 'cause I'm still awake,
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can you help me unravel my latest mistake,
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I don't love him, winter just wasn't my season
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Yeah we walk through the doors, so accusing their eyes
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Like they have any right at all to criticize,
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hypocrites, you're all here for the very same reason
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'Cause you can't jump the track,we're like cars on a cable
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and life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
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No one can find the rewind button girl,
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So cradle your head in your hands
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And breathe, just breathe,
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Woah breathe, just breathe
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May he turn 21 on the base at Fort Bliss
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Just a day, he sat down to the flask in his fist,
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Ain't been sober, since maybe October of last year.
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Here in town you can tell he's been down for a while,
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But my God it's so beautiful when the boy smiles,
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Wanna hold him, maybe I'll just sing about it.
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Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
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And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table.
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No one can find the rewind button boys,
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So cradle your head in your hands,
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And breathe, just breathe,
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Woah breathe, just breathe
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There's a light at each end of this tunnel, you shout
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'Cause you're just as far in as you'll ever be out
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These mistakes you've made, you'll just make them again
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If you only try turning around.
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2 AM and I'm still awake, writing a song
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If I get it all down on paper, its no longer
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inside of me, threatening the life it belongs to
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And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd
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Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud
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And I know that you'll use them, however you want to
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Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
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And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
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No one can find the rewind button now
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Sing it if you understand.
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and breathe, just breathe
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woah breathe, just breathe,
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oh breathe, just breathe.
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Breathe (2 AM)
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| Anna Nalick |
