The 2 A.M Writer

Clocks

Goddamn cage internal

Stop my cogs and wind back time

Can\'t think, can\'t eat

Can\'t breathe, can\'t sleep

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Broken men breed broken suns

Shine of light, ray of hope

But hide behind the eclipse

Because the moon is cold and gray

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Drink it down to drain away

The sun is now permanently gray

It will all decay

Give it away to go and break

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Leave it alone

Leave me alone

All is gone

All has sinned

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Get back to the start

Lost again

Blinded and tied down

Sun is gray and dead

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