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It's getting pretty late and I've got sleep to chase I wonder if I'm in your good graces today I'm television blue in the window to your room you'd think I might have better things that I could do I'm sleeping in the same clothes falling into black holes watching you I'm moving right behind while every single night I crawl to you I keep chasing the same ghosts these sheets are full of black holes watching you I'm moving right behind while every single night I crawl to you you don't know the half you don't know the truth and you don't know the things that you're putting me through' you rarely ever kiss but I love it when you tell me everything you want of me Letras de cancionesin sickness and health I'm sleeping in the same clothes falling into black holes watching you I'm moving right behind while every single night I crawl to you I keep chasing the same ghosts these sheets are full of black holes watching you I'm moving right behind while every single night I fall for you every night I sleep walk every sleep I night crawl every time I feel the fire burning underneath my eyes x2 It's getting pretty late and I've got sleep to chase I wonder if I'm in your good graces today I'm sleeping in the same clothes falling into black holes watching you I'm moving right behind while every single night I crawl to you I keep chasing the same ghosts these sheets are full of black holes watching you I'm moving right behind while every single night I fall for you every night I sleep walk every sleep I night crawl every time I feel the fire burning underneath my eyes x4 (Thanks to Sophie for these lyrics) From Letras Mania