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Here Comes The Night

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Hear the sound of crying drifting in my brain,
elevator prozac going insane
Dislocated daybreak hangs around my neck
Pale against the canvas, get ready for a change
I feel a hole inside my body
I want to go where insects hide the silence
I wake up to see all the long faces, leaving traces of broken hopes
Life leaves shortcuts of happy trails,
history is the only thing that can take care of us
I sleep on a concrete bed,
wake up to see all the long faces leaving traces of broken hopes


compositores: MICHAEL LOVE, BRIAN WILSON
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