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It's the middle of the night again
Hear the silence knocking, and I let it in
Let it in
Seems like these shadows have become my friends
And they're here again
Here we go again

I was angry, or scared at best
Now the demons left me obsessed
It's time to go to bed
I can rest my eyes, but never rest my head

And I've been lying here awake
For what seems like 30 days
My mind is racing, I can't sleep
I want this pain to go away
Laying, shaking, irritating
Noises fill my head
I close my eyes, they're always open
But by now I'm kind of hoping

I
Could get some sleep
Go under deep
Just seems impossible to me
To get some sleep
Go under deep
This is killing me

Since I'm awake, and out of bed
Down a new bottle of the red
My ears are ringing, cannot see
Shadow people watching me
Screaming, scathing, contemplating
Hands are idle, mind is not
Now this botte's all I got
But I always thought that

I
Could get some sleep
Go under deep
Just seems impossible to me
To get some sleep
Go under deep
This is killing me

Your mind is within our grasp
Almost one of us
One small slip into our path
Take your first new breath
Now we've seen beyond the veil
Shadows tempt and fell
We see all, and we fear less
Home in our new hell

Just thought that
I
Could get some sleep
Go under deep
Just seems impossible to me
To get some sleep
Go under deep
This is killing me

It's the middle of the night again
Hear our demons knocking, and we let them in
We let them in
Caught inside our head
Thinking about the words once said
The words once said

We were angry, Or scared at best
Now those words had left us obsessed
It's time to go to bed
We can rest our eyes, but never rest our head

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