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Scream, I'm trying to scream, But will they hear my shriek? |
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Dream, or is it a dream? Resistance that is so weak |
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Visions turning red, confusion inside of my head |
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Now I see the light in the flame that is my burning pride |
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Drowning in the middle of the miserable dream |
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Nostalgia tears my flesh |
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Love was taught, Taught by death |
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Hate was sought, sought by life |
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Drowning in the middle of the miserable dream |
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But dream is fading away |
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Love was taught, Taught by death |
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Hate was sought, sought by life |
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Dying, am I dying? Will I be buried with my past? |
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Crying, I hear them crying, when my heart is beating so fast |
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Fears grown in my sight |
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The place where I'd hide |
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Now I see the light in the flame that is my burning pride |
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Drowning in the middle of the miserable dream |
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Nostalgia tears my flesh |
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Love was taught, Taught by death |
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Hate was sought, sought by life |
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Drowning in the middle of the miserable dream |
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But dream is fading away |
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Love was taught, Taught by death |
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Hate was sought, sought by life |
