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When the night is a guilt and you lost the fumeYou lock yourself up in a panic roomYour life is a collision course, and it drives you madOutside your window, I’ve always beenI’m a vampire waiting to be lead inWhen I know there’s a silver bullet set asideYou relied on someoneI could never really beHe took you for grantedYou sucked the life out of meDo you wander the streets and feel like a whore?Do you even know yourself anymore?It seems like you’re never ready to subsideStaying where you suffer may keep you safeWith a broken heart in an empty cageAnd your lips to the bottle to ease the pain for you, tonightWhen you’re sleeping,Are you sleeping with knives?How about your ex-lover?You turned him into a ghostYou could try one more timeAnd see you're not worth his love or mineAre you sleeping with knives? From Letras Mania