The sun has given up

The moon is just about to,

Yet I lay awake

Smoking hope

Injecting memories

Trying to cope


It's four AM again

We've been here before


Shore to shore


They say the only thing

That can save a man from madness

Is uncertainty,

But when does it end,

And when does the lie start?


The sun has given up,

The moon did too,

It's four AM again,

And I wish you'd be in pain, too

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