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It's 3 AM and I'm awake again,The fan's on high and pressed against my skin,The TV's selling dreams to me,Pyramid schemes and DVDs,It's 3 AM and I'm awake again. It's 4 AM and I'm awake again,The sounds of drunk high fives become my friends,They don't consider anything,Just drinking games and anarchy,It's 4 AM and I'm awake again. It's 5 AM and I'm awake again,Creaking baseboards tell me love transcends,The twin bed's oddly empty,But the heat it begs to differ,It's 5 AM and I'm awake again. It's 6 AM and I'm awake again,The shades block out the sunlight like God's hands,The fan becomes a sun dial,Places guilty shadows on my wall,It's 6 AM and I'm awake again. Well I scribble clever fragments on a page,Just to find out if I'm happy or enraged,SongtexteBut the meter's stuck on apathy,Indifference is taunting me,Emotions are broad words you see,When a feelings all you can achieve,And it's 6 AM and I'm awake again. Aus Songtexte Mania