"Trying to rest my soul,
While the night keeps me awake,
Through storms and thunderbolts,
My mind blur my sense away.

I'm trying to think,
But I'm overwhelmed,
What should I do,
I can't do anything else.

I'm trying to sleep,
But the noise it's too much,
So I'll hug my demons,
And ask for a smooch.

Hey! Come here!
Don't be afraid,
If you don't want me to sleep,
Then 'keep me awake'."

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