Bag of Bones - woodcliff lake | Текст песни

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• Bag of Bones
• woodcliff lake

coming undone at the seams
spilling onto the concrete
asleep at the wheel
i'm sleeping while i'm standing here

safe in your bed
imagine not feeling safe in your own head

i think i was born to waste my life and wait to die
i was never destined to be alive so i'll take another night to pretend that i'm alright