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My day is past The night is here Another time to give in, to the unending cycle My muscles and bones... want to give in my mind and ideas... scatter to not be lost this tired face wants no bull from annoying flies that go over my head My day is past The night is here another time to give in, to the unending cycle Since there is no one... at my side I might as well sleep into loneliness these cold summer night streets seem to be my friend My day is past The night is here another time to give in, to the unending cycle With the tunes of my stereo... the melodies assure my feelings... of complete unlike what I am of the day. But its pure how I feel. I can't give it up. It is unlike what I am existing. SongtexteLighted telephone polls make me dialated. Darkness... is this feeling so... let my shadows put me away... to the hidden place... where I may stray alone. Just be near there is an... accompanyment... from the prescence of being... Don't let me rest, don't let me... Don't let me tire, don't let me sleep... I feel... Aus Songtexte Mania