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Sleepless nights
Silence awakens me from a deprived sleep
Feelings of nothingness, rocking me to my core
Empty voices clouding my head
Reaching for something that's not there
Making me hold on to a piece of ecstasy I once knew
Trying to believe I'm alive again, without a hint of irony in the truth
Wishful thinking isn't getting me anywhere,
Finding solace in everyday life is what needs to be done here.
Without an ounce of laughter left in me
I'll try and save face
Fall back asleep without a trace of noise in my empty space
Feelings of nothingness, rocking me to my core
Empty voices clouding my head
Reaching for something that's not there
Making me hold on to a piece of ecstasy I once knew
Trying to believe I'm alive again, without a hint of irony in the truth
Wishful thinking isn't getting me anywhere,
Finding solace in everyday life is what needs to be done here.
Without an ounce of laughter left in me
I'll try and save face
Fall back asleep without a trace of noise in my empty space
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