2:19 am
Some things dont change.
She creeps in again,
My old friend.
Some things dont change.
She creeps in again,
My old friend.
Shakes me in the night,
Wakes me,
Breaks me...
Wakes me,
Breaks me...
Put in my stomach,
Heart racing,
She laughs,
I'm pacing.
Heart racing,
She laughs,
I'm pacing.
Old friend?
More like old lover...
Insomnia,
I'll soon disover.
More like old lover...
Insomnia,
I'll soon disover.
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