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Inner Peace
Staring at the bottom of a glass Has become all too familiar This empty void it needs to be filled And I'm happy to oblige The lock clicks as the clock strikes five As I stagger through a dark hallway I reach the foot of the bed To bury myself in the sheets Why the fuck am I doing this again Why the fuck am I so weak Why the fuck am I doing this Don't let it rise Keep it locked inside More blurry nights and bloodshot eyes I won't find inner peace tonight I won't find inner peace tonight Aus Songtexte Mania