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Only ever wanted to quiet my thoughts, Cross all the T’s and dot all the dots All noise turned off and the silence creeps in But my mind won’t stop; I can’t seem to win Gonna be a long eight hours Vicious cycle from dusk to dawn So once again tonight I’m sleepin’ with the lights on. @ albany.new.york - @ the.aimless.muse