After midnight\'s glow and morning\'s gloom has settled in it\'s self-inflicted sense of self-loating
Waking up from the longest dream where we\'re all running away
It\'s a sobering experience
Still sinking, still spinning, still hanging by a thread
I\'ve been thinking I\'ll stop wasting the days away and make life worth living
Controlling these demons and stopping sirens from screaming
Lapsing in and out of this great escape
A love-hate relationship, we\'re all stuck in our ways
And as we drown every day
We revel in our self-indulgence and wonder why we feel so trapped
In our bodies, in our rooms, in our cities with our words
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