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Now I lay me down to sleep I pray the lord my soul to keep If I shall die before I `wake I pray the lord my soul to take I I keep a record of the wreckage in my life I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind They talk shit but I love it every time And I realize I`ve tasted blood and it is sweet I`ve had the rug pulled beneath my feet I`ve trusted lies and trusted men Broke down and put myself Back together again Stared in the mirror and punched it to shatters Collected the pieces and picked out a dagger I`ve pinched my skin in Between my two fingers And wished I could cut some parts off With some scissors Come on little lady give us a smile No I ain`t got nothin` to smile about I got no one to smile for I waited a while for A moment to say I don`t owe you a goddamn thing I I keep a record of the wreckage in my life I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind They talk shit but I love it every time And I realize I`m no sweet dream but I`m a hell of a night That I`m no sweet dream But I`m a hell of a night No I won`t smile but I`ll show you my teeth And I`ma let you speak If you just let me breathe I`ve been polite but won`t be caught dead Lettin` a man tell me What I should do in my bed Keep my exes in check in my basement `Cause kindness is weakness Or worse you`re complacent I could play nice or I could be a bully I`m tired and angry but somebody should be Come on little lady give us a smile No I ain`t got nothin` to smile about I got no one to smile for I waited a while for A moment to say I don`t owe you a goddamn thing I I keep a record of the wreckage in my life I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind They talk shit but I love it every time And I realize I I keep a record of the wreckage in my life I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind They talk shit but I love it every time And I realize Someone like me can be a real nightmare Completely aware But I`d rather be a real nightmare Than die unaware yeah Someone like me can be a real nightmare Completely aware But I`m glad to be a real nightmare So save me your prayers I I keep a record of the wreckage in my life I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind They talk shit but I love it every time And I realize I I keep a record of the wreckage in my life I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind They talk shit but I love it every time And I realize I`m no sweet dream But I`m a hell of a night That I`m no sweet dream But I`m a hell of a night
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