| Lyrics | You call me up at 4 am, i cry myself to sleep
18 unread messages, just hearing my phone beep
You ask me questions, i give suggestions
These conversations give me no progression
And there's no digression with the agonizing pressure
The pain and the pleasure
I need a refresher, this cannot be measured
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