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SLEEPLESS SUNDAYS

I feel tired of passing out before dark
and losing a vital spark of my childhood charm
It was fun but now I’ve turned into a bore
No more hospital wards
and I owe you one.
I could’ve let you slip through my fingers
Sleepless Sundays put through the wringer
It’s something I wanna do
but they doubt that I’ll see it through
I’m half convinced that’s how things are gonna be.
At times we're all invaded by doubt
A desire to blow out, a flickering flame
No shame, a drunken reverie
No pain, till you're a memory
Though I've never been the king of moderation
I did upset you when I was on a winner
And will I still shine in your eyes as my hair gets thinner
It’s something I wanna do
but they doubt that I’ll see it through
I’m half convinced that’s how things are gonna be.

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from Basements: Music to Fight Hypocrisy, released May 20, 2016

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BCore Disc is an independent record label from Barcelona, Spain, that’s been working since 1990, we cover lots of different styles going from hardcore, punk to indierock.

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