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How do you sleep at night?
Is there a way to the end
Without my blood being shed?
Can I really find happiness
In the arms of another girl
When I can't even find the time
To make sure I got my head right
In this crazy world
How am I going to love again
And I hope you find this alright
I'm just finding it so hard to fight
I didn't mean to wake you momma
But
It's the third night
that I've fallen apart at the bottom of a bottle
How do you sleep at night?
How do you find a reason of why
That life just keeps putting plot holes
In my story that's being told.
I wish life wouldn't grow so old...
It's better today I guess
I'm a little less of a mess at best
I still can't see the answers clearly
When every question
Can be an allegory or theory
I just can't read between the lines
Like I use to
Maybe it's my punishment to be so blind
There's really nothing else I can do...
How do you sleep at night?
When everything around you is falling apart
No longer a picture perfect world
It's become out of focus
I can't see happiness being this blurry
In her eyes it told a different story..
Without my blood being shed?
Can I really find happiness
In the arms of another girl
When I can't even find the time
To make sure I got my head right
In this crazy world
How am I going to love again
And I hope you find this alright
I'm just finding it so hard to fight
I didn't mean to wake you momma
But
It's the third night
that I've fallen apart at the bottom of a bottle
How do you sleep at night?
How do you find a reason of why
That life just keeps putting plot holes
In my story that's being told.
I wish life wouldn't grow so old...
It's better today I guess
I'm a little less of a mess at best
I still can't see the answers clearly
When every question
Can be an allegory or theory
I just can't read between the lines
Like I use to
Maybe it's my punishment to be so blind
There's really nothing else I can do...
How do you sleep at night?
When everything around you is falling apart
No longer a picture perfect world
It's become out of focus
I can't see happiness being this blurry
In her eyes it told a different story..
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