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She feels the needle in her skin |
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she feels the liquid silver in her vains |
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she's climbing deeper down |
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into the white rabbits hole |
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she's going on a journey into wonderland |
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Neochrome! |
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neochrome! |
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Now she opens her eyes |
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everything is too bright |
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she's longing to return into this online dreamworld |
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she takes another needle, now she takes a higher dose |
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connects it to the interface |
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the mainframe lost control |
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Neochrome! |
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neochrome! |
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Now she can fly |
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she is high |
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close to die |
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she drowns |
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in sparkling lights |
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she feels free |
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like a child |
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Neochrome! |
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neochrome! |
