Album: Dead Rhythm Machine
Only sleep can wake me Too much is always on my mind
Only sleep can take me out of my own skin
Awake at 6am to rack my brain of all this
Awake to feed on the pain that we enlist
Only miles wake me At home is still too far away
Can we work through the bleeding? Don't ask me why
Awake at 6am to rack my brain of all this
Awake to feed on the pain that we enlist
Wide eyed, my chest is caving in
Mind tired, direction is lost but not forgotten
When it's gone you miss it the most
I really can't, I really can't tell
When it's gone you miss it the most
I really can't, I really can't tell what defines my time
Time
Unexpected and uncontrolled Wide eyed, drained and cold
Awake at 6am to rack my brain of all this
Awake to feed on the pain that we enlist
Trouble sleeping, trouble sleeping
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