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Narcoleptic
Slip and stumble at my first defences
It’s not treason, it’s no lie
You talk in paragraphs
I write my sentence
It’s not treason, it’s no lie

It seems a place for us to dream
It seems a place for us to dream

Crush and crumble under your defenses
It’s not treason, it’s no lie
You frame the photograph I sit on fences
Change your season, love can die

It seems a place for us to dream
It seems a place for us to dream
It seems a place for us to dream
It seems a place for us to dream

If we tear out the tumor
It’s later, never sooner
If we tear out the tumor
It’s later, never sooner

It seems a place for us to dream
It seems a place for us to dream

You’d better keep it in check
Or you’ll end up a wreck
And you’ll never wake up

You’d better keep it in check
Or you’ll end up a wreck
And you’ll never wake up

Wake up
Wake up
Wake up

It seems a place for us to dream
It seems a place for us to dream

You’d better keep it in check
Or you’ll end up a wreck
And you’ll never wake up

You’d better keep it in check
Or you’ll end up a wreck
And you’ll never wake up

You’d better keep it in check
Or you’ll end up a wreck
And you’ll never wake up

You’d better keep it in check
Or you’ll end up a wreck
And you’ll never wake up

Wake up
 
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