take comfort in the nights embrace
cuz the morning sun will open your eyes and you'll see that you live in a fucked up place.
sleep little one sleep,
take comfort in any kind of embrace
cuz the morning suns gonna open your eyes cuz you live in a fucked up place.
baby i was like you once
i slept in a crib with yellow sheets.
now the sand in my eyes
and the dirt on my feet
and the sand in my mouth and everyone just dreams of themselves anyway.
no you never asked no one for life but here you are in somebody elses world
and theyll say that the change can come from you but it should've come long ago
and how can things change all of our dreams are unfurled?
the stars in your eyes are just shattered glass
and the dolls on the shelf became the men in the gutter
and everyone just dreams of somebody else.
baby ill never sleep that way again until i die!









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"It's monstrous labour when I wash my brain and it grows fouler." -- Octavius Caesar, on the subject of alcohol.
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"They're sad little people...but they are good at mending things." -- My mother, on the subject of men.
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