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Text: Timmy Curran. Citsuca. Troubled.


Wake me when these hard times and troubles
have found their own bitter end, and give me something else than what you're givin'. 'Cause all I have to show is who I am.

Well I'll make it on the inside. When I try to hide, all I ever do is separate myself from you.
Yes I do.
Yes I do.

And shake me from these weeds of no good reason. For they have tied me up in my mind. And let me know that this is just a season, so I can leave my worries all behind. And show me something more than what you're showin'. 'Cause I will take all of you tonight.

Well I'll make it on the inside. When I try to hide, all I ever do is separate myself from you.
Yes I do.
Yes I do.

Wake me when these hard times and troubles have found their own bitter end, and give me something else than what you're givin'. 'Cause all I have to show is who I am

(Thanks to Pearl for these lyrics)
Curran, Timmy