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THIS TIME NEXT YEAR lyrics : "Spoontonic"

I hold my dream with a broken hand
blood on my collar
I try to think of a better way

to pass by the hours

Instead I'm feeling low

I'm feeling worthless, reckless and alone
taking from me


In the middle of the night
it's not that easy
In the middle of the night

I am alone
In the middle of the night
it's not that easy

In the middle of the night
I am alone


Sleep too much for a vacant bed
But I'm not complaining
She may be stuck inside my head

The walls have been painted by her

I'm feeling low

I'm feeling worthless, reckless and alone
taking from me


In the middle of the night
it's not that easy
In the middle of the night

I am alone
In the middle of the night
it's not that easy

In the middle of the night
I am alone, I am alone


Nothing's (nothing) the same
Nothing is the same without you
Nothing (Nothing) the same (the same)

Nothing (Nothing) the same (the same)
Without you


In the middle of the night
it's not that easy
In the middle of the night

I am alone
In the middle of the night
it's not that easy

In the middle of the night
I am alone, I am alone


Nothing's the same without you

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