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Speak up baby
the static is so loud,
Speak slowly baby
I'm waiting on a miracle
I know emotions run high at this time of night
That's why they call,
Dreamer!
Tossing and turning someone put me to sleep
My heart is racing going 1000 miles per hour
Wake up baby
I've heard this all before
Actually it might be my fault
But lets not point any fingers we are busy making fists
This will be my last goodbye, the credits are about to roll
You know me better than anyone
So my silence will suffice
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