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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