I just
Can't sleep
The only one I need
Has once
Attempt
The devil never rest
I took
I stand
To fall now it's too late
I just can't sleep
I focus and I wait
Problems grows like poppies in a field.
My problems grows like poppies in a field.
My problems grows like poppies in a field.
My problems grows like poppies in a field.
My friends,
Told me,
To stick to the plan.
My evil heart,
Encourage me to act.
Our...
That had
That taste
On heaven
Simply
Cannot
Be thrown upon I said.
Problems grows like poppies in the field.
My problems grows like poppies in the field.
Writer(s): John Wlaysewski, Kenneth Todd Weisbach, William Ryan George
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