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It's so late that it's early in the morning And there's nothing good on TV And then with no early warning This thought comes over me We'll write a song about trying to stay awake And it's getting late In the morning you're out of tune you can't write a song in the afternoon But when it's half past midnight You put words to chords 'til it feels right The letters are scrambled And I can't even say what I word right It's a feeling you get when your hands is awake and your mind are in bed The lyrics ramble It's an insomniac's delight but you can bet tonight we might wake up the dead We'll write a song about trying to stay awake And it's getting late In the morning you're out of tune you can't write a song in the afternoon But when it's half past midnight You put words to chords 'til it feels right Letras de canciones I'm not at all tired Heck, I'm not tired at all I guess I'll just sing everything that I think of It's not that I'm wired I'm just bouncing of the wall The words ring as they bring me to the brink of... Writing a song about trying to stay awake And it's gottec late In the morning you're out of tune you can't write a song in the afternoon Put words to chords 'til it felt right And now it's daylight From Letras Mania