789768 - 098745 | Текст песни

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there's banging on the wall
it's 5am – I've got no sleep at all
just thoughts of how I might struggle through tomorrow
too much time in one day
too much time to occupy
boring thoughts
and boring moods
and boring bedtimes
won't tell a single soul that my soul's gone
it's hard to write this song
it's all a joke
it's all been wrote down by someone who's probably dead

I might be leaving soon

there's laughter from below
it's 1am – how could you have known?
the thoughts of silence that had me
from going back to sleep that night
wish I could call someone I love
to stop thinking of myself
long look in the mirror
just… looks back so blankly
you were right: I can't do this
I'm going crazy, it's gone by me and you can't see
how much I think I'm empty

I might be leaving soon

my dreams are full of what's not real
I'll fly away and save the world
I'll make you proud someday
I just won't be around to see your face

my life is full of what's not here
I'll go away and save myself

I'll make you proud someday
I just won't be around to see your face