Rewind The Night
de Panic! At The Disco
I pull my eyes like slot machines
I do, but I never fall asleep
These sheep I count don't show up anymore, oh
And a stray cat cries and wakes the stars
Their constellations spray the dark
I toss and turn my demons till they are
'Cause I'm restless for the future
And I'm battered by the past
I'm paralyzed, nocturnal, never crash
'Cause I'm laying in my room
Wishing night birds would come through
And my wings are in my chest
Packs of lonely cigarettes
Keep waiting for the night
To light up my soul
I'm laying in my bed till blood runs cold
But these night birds move too slow
The clock is wrong, I still believe
Someday, they'll find my batteries
I think I lost them somewhere deep in Hell, yeah
Some say Neil Armstrong choked the Moon
'Cause it never shines a perfect hue
I wonder if it's fading like myself, yeah
'Cause I'm hoping for a new day
But I'm shattered like a glass
I'm paralyzed, nocturnal, never crash
'Cause I'm laying in my room
Wishing night birds would come through
And my wings are in my chest
Packs of lonely cigarettes
Keep waiting for the night
To light up my soul
I'm laying in my bed till blood runs cold
But these night birds move too slow
'Cause I'm laying in my room
Wishing night birds would come through
And my wings are in my chest
Packs of lonely cigarettes
Keep waiting for the night
To light up my soul
I'm laying in my bed till blood runs cold
But these night birds move too slow
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