The Racing Pulses - Nothing to Write Home About

Surreal

Alone in the night, lying awake
Try to explain all of this pain

Empty spaces in my mind
Where I used to always find
Love of an uncommon kind

Ephemeral life
Filled with heartache, filled with strife
How much should I give? Just to live?
I sleep for days, cause in my dreams
I see colors, I see trees

Tell me it's not real
Make it fade away
Leave before your eyes
Put me in a daze

Empty spaces in my mind
Where I used to always find
Love of an uncommon kind

Empty spaces in my mind
Where I used to always find
Love of an uncommon kind

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Writer(s): Richard Alexander Jr Reese, Deandre Shaifer
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