Five A.M.

By Sun Eats Hours

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That's what I want

Gigs

People

Plain motels

Strong experiences

Unconfortable beds

True friends

Us

I feel it every time

At five a.m

Rit

It's hard to explain

The strength it gives us

Every day

Something that seems always new

I would not stop myself anymore

It opened my eyes

It let my soul

Come outside my time

Speaking the language of freedom

The only one it knows

The same I speak every day

Yeah!