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 I'm sick and tired 
 Hanging out  window
  learnt from past experience,
 Rain can't make flowers 
 
 Friends don't stick 
 They go which way the wind 
 You're never safe and 
 Until all  doors are closed...
 Doors are closed...
 Doors are closed...
 
 When you're awake  your own
  turn into ghosts
 When  awake on your own
 Shadows turn into 
 
 Oh, oh, oh
 
 Soon it will all fall 
 And their roads will have no 
 And you'll be the one laughing 
 Their  fade away
 
 And instead  being left there,
 Feeling all alone
 Break down the house you  of match sticks,
 And set, fire to  throne...
 To their throne...
 To their throne...
 
  you're awake on your own
 Shadows turn  ghosts
 When  awake on your own
 Shadows  into ghosts
 
 Home becomes what you're scared of the 
  becomes what you're scared of the most
 When shadows turn  ghosts
  what you're scared of the most...
 
 I'm  pictures off the wall
 Watching smiles as  fall...
 (2x)
 
 I'm pulling pictures off  wall
 Watching smiles as they 
  pictures off the wall...
 
 I'm pulling pictures  the wall
 Watching smiles as they 
 
 When you're awake  your own
  turn into ghosts
 When  awake on your own
 Shadows turn into 
 
 Home becomes what  scared of the most
 Home becomes what you're scared  the most
 When shadows turn  ghosts
 Just what you're scared of  most...