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    I pull my eyes like slot machines
    I do, but I never fall asleep
    These sheep I count don't show up anymore, oh
    And a stray cat cries and wakes the stars
    Their constellations spray the dark
    I toss and turn my demons till they are

    'Cause I'm restless for the future
    And I'm battered by the past
    I'm paralyzed, nocturnal, never crash

    'Cause I'm laying in my room
    Wishing night birds would come through
    And my wings are in my chest
    Packs of lonely cigarettes
    Keep waiting for the night
    To light up my soul
    I'm laying in my bed till blood runs cold
    But these night birds move too slow

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    The clock is wrong, I still believe
    Someday, they'll find my batteries
    I think I lost them somewhere deep in Hell, yeah
    Some say Neil Armstrong choked the Moon
    'Cause it never shines a perfect hue
    I wonder if it's fading like myself, yeah

    'Cause I'm hoping for a new day
    But I'm shattered like a glass
    I'm paralyzed, nocturnal, never crash

    'Cause I'm laying in my room
    Wishing night birds would come through
    And my wings are in my chest
    Packs of lonely cigarettes
    Keep waiting for the night
    To light up my soul
    I'm laying in my bed till blood runs cold
    But these night birds move too slow

    'Cause I'm laying in my room
    Wishing night birds would come through
    And my wings are in my chest
    Packs of lonely cigarettes
    Keep waiting for the night
    To light up my soul
    I'm laying in my bed till blood runs cold
    But these night birds move too slow

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    Composición: Jake Sinclair

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