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soul on empty
I hate the nights
when sleep just evades me,
and my racing mind
does its best to persuade me
of everything damn thing I've done wrong,
and what I could be.
Locked in with my thoughts
that screams that say
I'm not free
While trapped in a body
Doing is best to defeat me
I hate the nights
When I'm less than I could be,
And I'm all out of fight.
But quitting's not in me.
So I stare at the ceiling
Like there's answers I should see
Engraved in the paint
That's hanging above me
Instead of just dreaming
Like I wish I could be
I hate the nights
When everything hates me
And even my soul
Is running on empty.
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when sleep just evades me,
and my racing mind
does its best to persuade me
of everything damn thing I've done wrong,
and what I could be.
Locked in with my thoughts
that screams that say
I'm not free
While trapped in a body
Doing is best to defeat me
I hate the nights
When I'm less than I could be,
And I'm all out of fight.
But quitting's not in me.
So I stare at the ceiling
Like there's answers I should see
Engraved in the paint
That's hanging above me
Instead of just dreaming
Like I wish I could be
I hate the nights
When everything hates me
And even my soul
Is running on empty.
© All Rights Reserved
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