bored room - Same Night

Same night, every night
Looking up
No it ain't right
Constellations in the same system
With people who I'm too proud to tell how much I miss them
Same high, same low
Find out why I love it
Just so I can let it go
Hungry aching in the belly of the beast
Tryna kill the time
It's a famine and a feast

Hey, you gotta turn up way down
Say, that love is gonna take
Hey, you gotta turn your way round
Or else that love is gonna take
And take

Same light, same grief
Terra firma, sore feet
Same trip, same bad grip
Watching all my angels get their wings clipped
And if we're looking at the same stars
Why does someone gotta die for you to tell me how you are?
And if we're beating with the same heart
Why's the conversation end before the conversation starts?

Hey, you gotta turn up way down
Say, that love is gonna take
Hey, you gotta turn your way round
Or else that love is gonna take
And take

Same night
What's it like?
You and I on the same night
Same night
What's it like?
Nothing we can do til it's alright

Nothing we can do until it's time
Tryna make it all one mind
Nothing we can do until it's light
Tryna make it out alive
From the same night

Written by:
Michael Schutzenhofer

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