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Artista: Channeling Owen Tonight, I'll watch you sleep, And when the bad dreams rise, And settle on the closed lids of your eyes... I'll cup them up, swallow them like pills. I'll vomit them up, wear it like a badge I will. CHORUS: Tonight, I'll sit on the edge of your bed. Tonight, I'll stand guard at the foot of your closet. Tonight, I'll brush the hair back from your eyes, While you're sleeping. I'll put my hands, gently on your throat. Discolored hands, stained by the ink of an unmailed note. The note it grew, out of the gap in your love. And the gap's taboo, a thin veil for love's, re,buff. CHORUS: Tonight, Ill sit on the edge of your bed. Tonight, I'll stand by the foot of your bed. Tonight, I'll long for the dreams that move your eyes, While you're sleeping. BRIDGE: I find, your love... slips. I draw, my breath... hard like a winter. You lie... Tonight, I'll watch you sleep, With bloody fingertips I'll touch your cheek. The blood it came, from being down on my knees. The come it came, from a love where the come couldn't please. CHORUS/OUTRO: Tonight, I'll stand by the foot of your bed. Tonight, I'll dream by the foot of your bed. Tonight, I'll lie by the foot of your bed. Tonight, I'll lie by the foot of your bed. Tonight, I'll lie by the foot of your bed.
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