Текст песни
Sitting
infront
of
your
door
when
I
know
it's
gonna
stay
closed
I
wonder
what
this
is
all
for
when
our
future
seems
so
composed
Already
You
ask
me
if
I'm
alright
and
I
know
I'll
always
say
yes
'Cause
telling
the
truth
now
would
not
be
fair
I
guess
I
lose
12hrs
of
sleep
per
week
And
I'd
still
hold
you
12hrs
of
sleep
per
week
And
I'd
still
hold
you
I
lose
12
hrs
of
sleep
per
week
And
I'd
still
hold
you
12hrs
of
sleep
per
week
And
I'd
still
hold
you
I
watch
you
while
you're
dreaming
and
I
know
it's
not
about
me
I'm
waiting
and
you're
gleaming,
losing
time
and
you're
still
asleep
Looking
in
your
eyes
is
a
different
kind
of
being
high
Everything
relies
on
you
and
not
somebody
elses
mind
Not
even
mine
And
that's
ripping
me
apart
(Bags
under
my
eyes)
Ripping
through
my
heart
(Keep
track
of
all
of
my
lies)
Ripping
me
apart
(Bags
under
my
eyes)
Ripping
through
my
heart
(Keep
track
of
all
of
my
lies)
Ripping
me
apart
(Bags
under
my
eyes)
Ripping
through
my
heart
(Keep
track
of
all
of
my
lies)
Ripping
me
apart
I
lose
12hrs
of
sleep
per
week
And
I'd
still
hold
you
12hrs
of
sleep
per
week
And
I'd
still
hold
you
I
lose
12
hrs
of
sleep
per
week
And
I'd
still
hold
you
12hrs
of
sleep
per
week
And
I'd
still
hold
you
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