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lonely
the witching hour creeps
to keep you awake
a mind exploding with choice and mistake
try to close off your mind
meditate, watch the ceiling
hide front what haunts you
hide from your feelings
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moments of feeling
dormant for years
and dreaming of dreams
that could all end in tears
suppressing desire
being led by your fears
counting the days
turned to counting the years
we we're counting the days no we're counting the years...
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chorus
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somebody save my soul
oh let me lose control
I may not be alone
but baby I'm lonely
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a silent storm brews
you're scared you will lose
as the safe place you made
away starts to fade
when there's magic and music
and love to be made
there's magic and music
and love to be made..
there's love to be made
but there's reality too
and you know that you must
think of more than just you
so you swallow and sigh
as your dreams start to fade
are we destined to love?
or just destined to crave?
are we destined to love?
or just destined to crave...?
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chorus
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somebody save my soul
oh let me lose control
I may not be alone
but baby I'm lonely
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somebody save my soul
oh let me lose control
I may not be alone
but baby I'm lonely
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I'm lonely
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