You get so tired of chasing dreams
You think that nothing's true
You start to question everything
Everything you do
Feeling scared but you don't know why
So you tell yourself you're doing all right
You're sick of all the empty days
That make you so afraid of the night
And if you try to read a book
And get between the lines
It doesn't matter where you look
You're only wasting time
When you meet somebody else
And you try to think of something to say
Even while you stand there talking
You know your mind is drifting away
You get so tired of chasing dreams
You think that nothing's true.
You start to question everything
Everything you do
Feeling scared but you don't know why
So you tell yourself you're doing all right
You're sick of all the empty days
That make you so afraid of the night

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