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So you lie awake at night And think of all the promises you've made And you'd dream of better days If the sleep you crave would finally make its way But your tired weary mind Tries to find the reasons that you've stayed But it's all that you can take So you live on little faith That they won't find your motives aren't the same And you know that what they say will finally Turn your head the other way But your tired weary mind Tries to find the seeds that you have laid But it's all that you can take Cause you're stained By a world made of blame Blame that won't wash away That stain of a world gone insane Stain that won't wash away From Letras Mania