Sleep In Sundays - All I Know | Текст песни

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To be truthful, I will say that I miss you. Honestly, everyday I don't know what to do. So this is where we are: I'm at home alone--you wouldn't stay.

And I know what it means to be the self-loathing kind. These walls are crying. I close my eyes to see your lies:

The door, the cold, and all I know; I'm killing time until I will finally be alone.

So this is what I know of you. My dreams, they are in black. My head hurts and I call, you never answer back. I can't stop myself from missing you. The cold just stings so deep. Loneliness prevails in me. I wish that I could...

I'm alone. Alone.

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