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Coldness of night sleep escapes,
against my will I stay awake.
Tossing and turning,
time slowly burning,
until it is morning.
I'll go through my day
conceal my madness and dismay.
As best as I can at...
against my will I stay awake.
Tossing and turning,
time slowly burning,
until it is morning.
I'll go through my day
conceal my madness and dismay.
As best as I can at...