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I lay in a pool of sweat Beads running down my neck Anxiousness fueled by desire Strumming the strings of my guitar Digging deeper unhealed scars Fueled with regrets I'm a pyre Nights drag on by wishing you were here with me Staring up at the ceiling I'm craving you I'm alone, I'm home Howling, howling Losing sleep makes it hard to tell If their dreams or if it’s real Feelings you felt in the night Busy streets I walk along My skin sheets and my head throbs Pounding on as a reminder Nights drag on by wishing you were here with me Staring up at the cеiling I'm craving you I'm alone, I'm home Howling, howling