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Night After Night
Its something i do, all through the week; Pray the lord, my soul to keep. Through broken dreams, and nights with no sleep; For in the recesses of my mind, deep crashes into deep. I cover my head with my pillow, so angels cant see me cry; Sometimes i wish for my savior To lift me up to the skies. Thoughts tend to haunt me, all through the night; Dragging my soul, far from the light. No wishing i may, no wishing i might; No other option, than to live with the fright. No ray of hope, no little star bright; No wishing one day, that I'll be all right. Facing the dawn, with bloodshot eyes; I Put on a fake smile, to live out this lie. People think im fine, they cant see whats inside; How far i want to run, how much i want to hide. Will the decay continue? Will i be free when i die? Only time had my answers, unless time denies. Maybe i will finally surrender, maybe try numbing the pain; To alter my character, to make mush of my brain. Perhaps my creator will be angry, and make me go thru this again; Its all so confusing, Its all so insane; Its like a constant roaring, of a runaway train; But now this song is over, for the nights here again...
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