| Faces, places moving 'round your mind
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| Ideas come cruel, ideas come kind
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| Lying in a state of constant confusion
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| And your brain has suffered an illusion
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| (Nightmares) Come into being
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| (Nightmares) Things you’re seeing
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| (Nightmares) Around your head
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| (Nightmares) Lay in bed
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| Images shifting before your eyes
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| Mis-tended bodies reach to the sky
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| Whining noises inside your head
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| Limbs are broken, you wish you were dead
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| (Nightmares) Come into being
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| (Nightmares) Things you’re seeing
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| (Nightmares) Around your head
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| (Nightmares) Lay in bed
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| Touched on the brow by unseen hands
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| Petrified to where you stand
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| Death comes never a shedding tear
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| Wake up shouting, sweating with fear
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| (Nightmares) Come into being
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| (Nightmares) Things you’re seeing
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| (Nightmares) Around your head
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| (Nightmares) Wish you were dead |