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whether you're aware of your limbs or of your hairyou're the spitting image of you in glassyou've got scratches on your armsand you sleep through car alarmswho is stealing all the cars as you sleepthe knives can cut the lockswe can set back all the clocksjust to lose another hour awaywe'll live twice in every daythat we keep the sleep awayi'll be good and keep my mouth shuti know i can breathebut that's not enoughi feel like i'm sleepingand i can't wake upi feel like i'm sleepingand i can't wake upi feel like i'm sleepingand i can't wake upi feel like i'm sleepingand i can't wake upi feel like i'm sleepingand i can't wake up From Letras Mania