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I Feel so empty
How many sunrises do I have to see?
Youre blocking every thought and I cant sleep
You know the way I get when youre not with me.
Will someone please explain
How having everything you want could ever bring you pain?
Its four oclock a.m., I leave on Tuesday
And I Think Im in too deep.
Tell me Im not coming back as a memory,
Tell me that everything will be OK.
I know it sounds crazy but
They say seeing angels means youre on your way.
And as these years they change intentions never waive
And as for time to spend were drawing near the end.
But if you think Im stopping there, think again