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Up Tonight

Crawling out from under my bed.
Flying up from out of my head.
What will it take to help me fall asleep tonight?
Sometimes I wonder why feeling peace is always such a fight.
The only thing I hear betwee the silence.
Dreaming of some self-inflicted violence.
It's like these issues keep a padlock on my heart
And the only way I can escape is to tear my life apart.

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