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Well, I've been dreaming |
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I've been dreaming, |
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I was lucid |
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Blood was seeping, it was seeping from my pores |
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Who'd believe that it was all my own decision? |
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Cracked faces and medicated smiles |
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Set fire to my home before |
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I turned and walked back in |
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For every needle open my chest and insert ten pins |
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I just anticipate what awaits when |
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I awake, break |
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I die, die in my daydreams |
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Oh, I've been dreaming |
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I've been dreaming, |
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I was lucid |
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Blood was seeping, it was seeping from my pores |
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Who'd believe that it was all my own decision? |
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The gardens have all been overgrown |
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I pushed my hand through the thorns just to crush the final rose |
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A deadly secret only |
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I suffer to know |
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I can't eradicate what awaits when |
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I awake, break |
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I die, die in my daydreams |
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Well, I've been dreaming |
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I've been dreaming, |
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I was lucid |
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Blood was seeping, it was seeping from my pores |
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Who'd believe that it was all my own decision? |
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I've been dreaming |
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I've been dreaming, |
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I was lucid |
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Blood was seeping, it was seeping from my pores |
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Who'd believe that it was all my own decision? |
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Well, I've been dreaming |
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I've been dreaming, |
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I was lucid |
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Blood was seeping, it was seeping from my pores |
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Who'd believe that it was all my own decision? |
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Go on |
