Wake up, in the middle of a dream Light up, as though they've given you a year in writing It's a while til morning
Make up, It's found it's way behind the meds Late up, illusions of sunny childhood memories Feel the real thing
Bright up, It's not a miracle we need Tied up, believe everything from Einstein's theory Science fiction
She draws everything she writes like an editor She swears that she's going, going away She draws everything she writes like an editor She swears blind she's going, going away
Laid out, you're such a sorry state to see Tired out, and leave everything inside your broken home is full of Faces, frozen in their frames, light spaces Believe everything although your teary From fake addiction
She draws everything she writes like an editor She swears that she's going, going away She draws everything she writes like an editor She swears blind she's going, going
And break the brick wall away inside And break the crystal ball And deal away the cards that tell it all And see what you can make if you leave your conscience And live the theory
Wake up in the middle of a dream Light up and she going, going away Wake up in the middle of a dream Light up and she going, going away
She draws everything she writes like an editor She swears that she's going, going away She draws everything she writes like an editor She swears blind she's going, going away
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Copy to Clipboard: Wake up, in the middle of a dream Light up, as though they've given you a year in writing It's a while til morning
Make up, It's found it's way behind the meds Late up, illusions of sunny childhood memories Feel the real thing
Bright up, It's not a miracle we need Tied up, believe everything from Einstein's theory Science fiction
She draws everything she writes like an editor She swears that she's going, going away She draws everything she writes like an editor She swears blind she's going, going away
Laid out, you're such a sorry state to see Tired out, and leave everything inside your broken home is full of Faces, frozen in their frames, light spaces Believe everything although your teary From fake addiction
She draws everything she writes like an editor She swears that she's going, going away She draws everything she writes like an editor She swears blind she's going, going
And break the brick wall away inside And break the crystal ball And deal away the cards that tell it all And see what you can make if you leave your conscience And live the theory
Wake up in the middle of a dream Light up and she going, going away Wake up in the middle of a dream Light up and she going, going away
She draws everything she writes like an editor She swears that she's going, going away She draws everything she writes like an editor She swears blind she's going, going away
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