Heavy and hard to hold,
Your eyelids over your eyes,
They’re begging for the sweet relief
That only sleep can bring.
But you’re afraid, so you hold them up;
Just like your head
So high,
And you face another sleepless night,
As you try to convince yourself
That monsters only exist in your nightmares,
Though they never cease.
Your eyelids over your eyes,
They’re begging for the sweet relief
That only sleep can bring.
But you’re afraid, so you hold them up;
Just like your head
So high,
And you face another sleepless night,
As you try to convince yourself
That monsters only exist in your nightmares,
Though they never cease.
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