Understand that youre holding a bomb in your hand Take control, hand in hand with yourself from now on Take this advise, aim to the skies Aim to the skies above
Show me what youre made of Im waiting for the answer Tell me what youre afraid of Show me what youre made of
I call out in my sleep I cant reach you and its killing me I call out in my sleep
Sun is gone, days go on like the storm in the sea And the shore is the loneliest place you can be Stay dry instead a moment ahead Aim to the skies above
I call out in my sleep...
You say that youre not the same kid He one who used to be the weeper You say its something deeper Something that you couldnt tame Something that would wake the sleeper You say, you say
I call out in my sleep...
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