Its 2 am the fear is gone
im sittin here waiting the gun still warm
maybe my connection is tired of chances
ya theres a storm on the loose
sirens in my head
wrapped up in silence all ciruits are dead
cannot decode my whole life spins into a frenzy
Tell me wich song and maybe win a prize.
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