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Stop for the night

Until the morning lights

They cut like a knife

Stunned by the lights

Let the demons bite

Until the morning

Until the morning

Said how long will you take to realize

That I’m not satisfied

These walls are dripping in bleach

But it’s dirty inside

And there’s a hole in my head

I must be doing something wrong

Said there’s hole where I dread

I really don’t think that I belong here

Oh

That’s the way it goes

When your home’s made of stone

I said oh,

That’s the way it goes

When there’s nothing left

And you’re far from right

I guess you better hold on tight

Bright lights in the mirrors

Oh, do they pull you over, too?

All my living stains

I can’t scrape them off my shoes

Said there’s a hole in my head

I must be doing something wrong

And there’s a hole in where I dread

Oh, I really don’t think that I belong here

That’s the way it goes

When your home is made of stone

I said oh,

That’s the way it goes

When there’s nothing left

And you’re far from right

I guess you better hold on tight

Stop for the night

Until the morning light

They cut like a knife

Stunned by the lights

And let the demons bite

Until the morning

That’s the way it goes

When your home’s made of stone

I said oh,

That’s the way it goes

When there’s nothing left

And you’re far from right

I guess you better hold on tight

That’s the way it goes

When your home’s made of stone

Oh, I said oh,

That’s the way it goes

When there’s nothing left

And you’re far from right

I guess you better hold on tight

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