Late, I can stay up lateIn and out of bedCleaning up the mess
Trying to be honest'Cause I know I am on itIn this the last time I speak of it
The loyalties that have been brokenMine isn't deadOne thing is true
Nothing is sacredWhen everyone's talkingAnd nobody's listening
When we confide in all those friendsThey're just messengersOne thing is true
You throw the matters into blue skiesTurning to grey,Falling out everyday
One thing that's freeI confide in you with the truthLate, I can stay up late
In and out of bedCleaning up the mess inside my head
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