Why I find myself up at 2:00am when I have work early in the morning I will never understand. I've given up, officially declared myself a night owl. I’m more productive in complete darkness and silence anyway.
Stranded in this spooky town,Stoplights are swaying and the phone lines are downSnow is crackling cold,She took my heart, I think she took my soulWith the moon I run,Far from the carnage of the fiery sun.
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