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Woke up at four fifty six
Sky dark, but the blinds shut
I'm one with the couch, I choked my life coach
Said I got to go, said I got to

Woke up at four fifty six
Sky dark, but the blinds shut
I'm one with the couch, I choked my life coach
Said I got to go, said I got to

I can't get by
I try, I try, I try, I try
I can't get by
I die, I die, I die
I can't get by

So much to see but I already see the light
So much to see but I already see the light

I've been calling the reaper
But she don't pick up the phone
I've got to say please
Just take me home

I've been calling the reaper
But she don't pick up the phone
I've got to say please
Just take me home

Caress my breath, there's not much left
Caress my breath (caress my breath)
Caress my breath (for what is left)
Lie over my corpse

Old horns grow inwards
Draining grave

Draining grave

Caress my breath
For what is left
There's not much left

Screams sink within gravity
Lie over my corpse to hide a lost cause
I'm a lost cause

Caress my breath
There's not much left
Lie over my corpse

A piece of love was never received
My screams sink within gravity

I can't get by
I try, I try, I try
Never though



Credits
Writer(s): Arda ünnü, Leon Fritz, Luca Fritz, ömer Pınar, Parham Atabay
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