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Days disappear

When you’re sleeping in

And contemplating ways you could get thin

Without doing a thing

I trace all the fear

Back to where it came

And maybe then I’ll figure out some way

Of overcoming shame

Tell me I should stay in for a night

Spend half my week

Thinking of you

And reading far too into what you say

And everything that you do

And in dark, it gets so bleak

Lie awake alone

'Cause every night inevitably ends

With going home on my own

Tell me I should stay in for a night

Tell me I should stay in for a night

Tell me I should stay in for a night

Tell me I should stay in for a night