Head on my pillow
Looking like a little ghost
Seems like all of the things
That
Have all gone up in smoke
In the middle of the night
You don't know what I'm thinking
But still the stars do sparkle and shine
Seems like all of the time
Our boat was slowly sinking
Now all I want to do is sleep
Now all I want to do is sleep
Now all I want to do is sleep
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