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Lay on the Tracks - The Pineapple Thief
Words go to sleep
You're flying around my head until I mad
I cannot keep
Your words they simply slide away
This is too late I cannot write a word
Pain is in my head in my head
This is a love song about nothing
Because there s nothing in my head
Another love song made for nothing
So can I close my eyes instead
This is too late I cannot write a word
Pain's my head
Keeps telling me to go
Go back to sleep
I cannot face the world
Go back to sleep to sleep to sleep
This is too late I cannot write a word
Pain's my head
Keeps telling me to go
Go back to sleep
I cannot face the world
Go back to sleep to sleep to sleep
