Late, I can stay up late In and out of bed Cleaning up the mess Trying to be honest Cause I know I am on it In this, the last time I speak of it The loyalties that have been broken Mine isn`t dead One thing is true Nothing is scred When everyone`s talking and nobody`s listening When we confide in all those friends They`re just messangers One thing is true You throw the matters into blue skies Turning to grey Falling out every day One thing that`s free I confide in you with the truth Late, I can stay up late In and out of bed Cleaning up the mess inside my head
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