You wake out of habit
or bad dreams, and forgotten errands
A tonic of panic and melancholy
And what is life without it
Believe me you will sleep again
Do not over think this
It doesn’t have to be perfect
Only true
You wake out of habit
or bad dreams, and forgotten errands
A tonic of panic and melancholy
And what is life without it
Believe me you will sleep again
Do not over think this
It doesn’t have to be perfect
Only true
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