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The night is like a blanket that's suffocating the fire/With a bow to the string and a note from the choir...I believe/And that's about as far as it goes when you've been riding on the wings of a bloody murder of crows/Hold it all out/Throw it into the wind/Let t lay down the line where the drama begins/Because if everything is covered and teetering on a whim/You can harmonize the sound of its insecurity hymn/When it's played/Stripped down and shaved/Shipped off to battle in the shadow of the day/And if anything is salvaged from the battered up remains/You can sew it to your jacket to compensate for the pain/When it hits/When it speaks/Lick the blood right off of its teeth/You'll grip those sheets in attempts to hide/And figure out that you've been running from the feeling of never leaving alive/So hide!/And sleep with the lights on/You feel that you can be at peace with the lights on here/So cover up your face/And fight away that taste/That made you want to run and hide/Hide hide hide hide/Letras de cancionesSleep with the lights on/You stand up on your tiny feet when the night gone here/Swallow that lump inside of your throat/Open up the closet and push aside all the clothes... you believe/And never needed more to be said/To leave you scared of that little gap between the floor and your bed/So you jump/Leaping over all of your options/And retreat right back to the bed we called a coffin/To sleep/Never actually getting a wink/Due to all the little devils that dance around in your dreams/And attack you/Pull you under the bed with their hands/And take away the chance of you ever making a stand/And if anything actually ever went as you planned it/You could retrace the steps that you ran/But only if it hits/If it speaks/You could fight it to the death in the streets/You'll grip those sheets in attempt to hide/And figure out that you've been running from the feeling of never leaving alive so/Hide/You'll stay awake/So hide/We all know that you will stay awake/So hide!/And sleep with the lights on/You feel that you can be at peace with the lights on here/So cover up your face/And fight away that taste/That made you want to run and hide/Hide hide hide hide/Sleep with the lights on/You stand up on your tiny feet when the night gone here/ From Letras Mania