Seems like it's always midnight
Sweepin' up broken glass after every
Cowboys and Indians, heteros and gays
Blacks and whites and all
Thought I could but I just can't wait
Started plannin? for
She's not afraid
She just likes to use her night light
When
She woke up in a town made of quick sand
Gets
I'm not so sure where we're going
Can you tell me
I am barely stable
I am afraid to be alone
I am
As if the world stopped turnin?
And feelin? safe, just slipped
Last night I slept in a bed of tears
But I
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