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I remeber the past |
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like with real eyes |
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i am in flashback |
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all my fellings are coming back |
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i don't know what is real |
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i fall bak into dreams |
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into black holes |
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acting poor roles |
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creeping under my skin |
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torture's teasing pain in me |
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triggered - black mass released |
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triggered - dark suns collapsing in me |
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i wear the bygone mask |
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dissociated eyes |
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staring in fear |
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all my tension is building up |
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i'm exploding with rage |
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aimlessly punching round |
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striking with hate |
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unable to stop |
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blood running from my hands |
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trigered by fear; exhausted by pain |
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triggered - black mass released |
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triggered - dark suns collapsing in me |
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i cannot see what is real |
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i cannot feel where i am |
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it's starting again |
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it's rising up |
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escalating with brute force |
