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Make me believe that this is real |
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A touch of skin that hides the dying |
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I've lost the feel |
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that breaks up the living from the dead |
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I've lost you in this place of nightmares |
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that scream inside my head |
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Separated from the body |
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hand over your soul please |
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Don't scream (Tell me what is real) |
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Let's seize the day dark thunder will light my way |
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Lovers left under stars to hang |
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I'm never ok, it's never ok |
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Bring out the ghosts from bodies that will haunt you |
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Taking the life left from this room |
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of ballet dancers without faces as they move (so cold) |
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Slowly pretty lover sure to drown |
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too late to realize that I was the one buried in the ground |
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Separated from the body |
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hand over your soul please |
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Don't scream (Tell me what is real) |
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Let's seize the day dark thunder will light my way |
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Lovers left under stars to hang |
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I'm never ok, it's never ok |
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Bring out the ghosts from bodies that will haunt you |
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Separated from the body |
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hand over your soul please |
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Now scream, and tell me what is real |
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Make me believe that this is real |
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A touch of skin that hides the dying |
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I've lost the feel |
