| I am standing on the line where my life is unreal
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| My father will drive to the place of conflict
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| In this sad hospital, enslaved is what we are
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| I am so afraid to open my heart
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| And I cry when I fall in my madness
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| No one comes to me, to help or sustain me
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| I call at the door and the brightness shows me how it’s hard to forget this
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| place
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| I’m awake in my dream but the pleasure is lost
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| I fall in a sadness storm
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| I will never succeed and the red house is still
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| The place where I am alone
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| If I cry he appears in the white dress of night
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| In a suffering fear he brings me to the light
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| Alive in nightmare, I’m running so fast
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| But he hurts me my vein with his syringe attacks
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| How this place is so cold in the darkness
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| Between peace and storm my brain is a flow
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| Crossed by a dark force I won’t be a joke
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| When I fall down on a wall, I’ll engage the lord
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| I’m awake in my dream but the pleasure is lost
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| I fall in a sadness storm
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| I will never succeed and the red house is still
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| The place where I am alone
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| On my bed I can’t see any sunrise, it is day or night, I can’t realize
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| I would write a law and describe the sorrow
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| In my last cry, I will say goodbye
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| I’m awake in my dream but the pleasure is lost
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| I fall in a sadness storm
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| I will never succeed and the red house is still
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| The place where I am alone |