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​Midnight

This song is by Hayley Jane.

I'm feeling wasted
I feel abused
I need everything
I have to lose
I'm sick of being mad
I'm sick of being sad
I'm ready for the rapture
I might as well be dead

Speak little dolly;
Give me a clue
To the secret to be
Half as pretty as you
I need the porcelain
I need the gears
Because I know that if I don't
I will end up in tears

I don't care if you say I'm pretty
I don't care if you say I'm nice
All I know is when the clock strikes twelve;
Nothing is ever right-
Because it's midnight.

Give me the needle
Give me the pills
I need her papers
I have no will
I'm used to sickness
I'm used to pain
I hate the sunshine;
I love the rain.

My mind is recovering
From an overdose
I know that if I blink,
The stitches will show
I need the surgeon
I need the skin
Because I know that if I don't
The demons will win

I don't care if you say I'm pretty
I don't care if you say I'm nice
All I know is when the clock strikes twelve;
Nothing is ever right-
Because it's midnight.

Trapped between today and tomorrow
There is a place where strange things dwell
There's no time
There is no stopping
There is no Heaven 'cause it's Hell

I don't care if you say I'm pretty
I don't care if you say I'm nice
All I know is when the clock strikes twelve;
Nothing is ever right-
Because it's midnight.