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Writing the Future
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The Rock Song
Every waking moment Trying to find Room to breathe
Trying to find Some piece of mind
I fall asleep at half past nine When nothing else makes sense (makes sense) I'm surrounded by this poison And I can't seem to stop I can't seem to stop
Every sleepless night I find myself, desperate to find Our own, piece of mind
What I'm not saying, I'm thinking far too high Can you handle the truth right now And would you freak out if I called you my dear Because it would lay bare Everything
Hello, is there anyone left in this hellhole of mind She lies here cold Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com She lies here cold (someone) Someone call 911
Hello (I don't know where we are, she's nineteen years old) Is there anyone (she shakes, she goes into shock) In this (he's twenty, he can't breathe and he's bleeding at the bottom of the sea) Hellhole of dreams
She lies here sore Someone Someone fucking call 911
Hello, is there anyone in this hellhole of mind, of mind (she lies here cold) Someone call 911 So call, call, call Hello, hello is there anyone in this hellhole of mind In this hellhole of dreams
You Someone call 911
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