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Call me up, I need soothing
This comedown's lasted half of the week
Might break down just to prove it
My hometown's been left for dead
And all my thoughts turn to rubble in my head

Calm me down, I need cooling
Your missed calls gave me life for a week
Last nights up's never worth it

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My bed's a cocoon
I hold up the queue just for something to do
Can't stop thinking of you
My thoughts have turned to rubble in my head

Cold sweats on my sheets
I'm building up to nothing
Won't catch me on my knees
My conscience paints a violent scene
I'm waking up, you're calling
My head's a witch's cauldron
Cold sweats on my sheets
I'm stuck here swaying on the brink

Cry me out of this bed before this turns into a situation
Sit me down, make all your false accusations
While I'm circling this drain I search for something clever to say
Nothing comes, I stumble through
It's just another day

I'm sick and tired of wasting all these Sundays
It's always Sunday
I'm lying here wasting away

Cold sweats on my sheets
I'm building up to nothing
Won't catch me on my knees
My conscience paints a violent scene
I'm waking up, you're calling
My head's a witch's cauldron
Cold sweats on my sheets
Same place, same time next week

(What the fuck?)

Writer(s): Richard Breen, Jason Brown, Sean Conlon, Ritchie Neville, Scott Robinson, Mark Topham, Karl Twigg, Carlton Chuck D Ridenhour, Norman Rogers, Eric Sadler, Hank Shocklee

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