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What have I got feelings for

If I can't share what I feel

With the people that I care

The most about?

What is the point of being alone

If I can't come home

At the end of the day

Back into your arms?

A kind of suffering

So deliciously sweet

Why don't you stop to be a son

And try to become a person

In front of the freak show of your fears?

Why do I spend my time singing

If my songs can't get to you

And my voice will never get under your skin?

What is the sense in growing old

If my years are quickly passing through my fingers

Before I've even grown up?

A kind of suffering

So deliciously sweet

I'm alone tonight, standing in the rain

Hoping it can wash my soul deep within

I'm alone tonight, standing in the rain

Hoping it can wash my soul deep within

Inside of me

Let the night melt into morning

Brought on by the heaviness of your eyelids

And the softness of your breath

Let a perfect moment of simple existence

Be brought by the tenderness of your smile

And the depth of your sight

I'm alone tonight...