| I’ve been dreaming, I’ve been dreaming 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 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 I awake… break!
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| I (die) die in my day dreams
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| I’ve been dreaming, I’ve been dreaming 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 to crush the final rose
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| A deadly secret only I suffer to know
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| I can’t eradicate what awaits when I awake… break!
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| I (die) die in my day dreams
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| I’ve been dreaming, I’ve been dreaming I’ve been lucid
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| Blood was seeping, it was seeping from my pores
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| Who would believe that it was all my own decision?
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| I’ve been dreaming, I’ve been dreaming I’ve been lucid
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| Blood was seeping, it was seeping from my pores
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| Who would believe that it was all my own decision?
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| I’ve been dreaming, I’ve been dreaming I’ve been lucid
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| Blood was seeping, it was seeping from my pores
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| Who would believe that it was all my own decision? |