all

was one o'clock in the morning
and nothing bringin'me down

the light was keeping me sober
the shadow keeping me 'round

i brushed my teeth for to sleepin'
i slept and dreams came so loud

well that's what i'm runnin' from
or maybe for, it all gets confunsing at this point.
where i think i feel, but what i think i feel isn't exactly who i wish i thought.
they're all painted in some strange color,
next to pink bubblegum, or maybe brown.

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