I'd really love to turn it off
But they all know my name
It's funny when you realize
That you are a cliché
When you don't have anything to say
You can make it up
There's only five emotions
And they all can kill you
So I like to numb myself
It's quiet and familiar
When you don't have anything to say
You can make it up
When I get into bed
There's a war in my head
And there's five hundred dead
When you don't have anything to say
You can make it up

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