Nightworkers - Wake Up #88 | Текст песни

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We are the sleep generation
The children of dreams
I heard they die in their sleep
But it’s nothing to me
Did you wake up to find that the
Devil sleeps forever inside you
All you create
All you consume
And we don’t know who we are
Its you who put me here
We never wanted to live
The living end
We are the lucky ones
Get stuff to hold
I got nothing to say
In the first world
You wake up beside me
Come on so easy
Life kicks you out of the door
On with the show

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