voices in my head,
put me in my bed,
tears i shed, all i evade
under the blueskies' shades
on that shady corner, im living on my own
put me in my bed,
tears i shed, all i evade
under the blueskies' shades
on that shady corner, im living on my own
right across the border, are dreams that i yearn for
voices in whose head,
empty that it dreads
night is long, but life is too short
light years gone in vain
in that crowded town, youre not making a sound,
right across our shoulders, both breathing in sync
voices in whose head,
empty that it dreads
night is long, but life is too short
light years gone in vain
in that crowded town, youre not making a sound,
right across our shoulders, both breathing in sync
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