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The Night

You count your blessings
But they're never enough
You're trying to look cool
You're trying to be tough
And all your enemies,
You're gonna make em pay
And you'll tear down everyone close to you
Cause you didn't need them anyway

And you're tired of guessing
You want an answer straight up
Because your days are feeling meaningless
And the night's become too much
Yeah, the night's become too much

So you stare at the skyline
And wonder if it'll rain
You feel the hammers of the road crews
The distant whistle of the trains
And their vibrations
They resonate in your bones
And the headaches have become comforting
Cause you know you're not out here alone

And you're tired of guessing
You want an answer straight up
Because your days are feeling meaningless
And the night's become too much
Yeah, the night's become too much

So you learn the steps
Of the song and dance
And you know you would own the spotlight
If you could only get the chance
But you know the deal
You know what you lack
So dream of getting out of here
And never ever coming back

And you're tired of guessing
You want an answer straight up
Because your days are feeling meaningless
Yeah, your days are feeling meaningless
And you're tired of guessing
You want an answer straight up
Because your days are feeling meaningless
And the night's become too much
Yeah, the night's become too much
Yeah, the night's become too much

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