| Too late, the melody is over
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| The joke seems to be on me 'cause I’m the one not laughing
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| Down here on the floor
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| Deflate, the mystery of living
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| In the most heartless fashion I could ever Imagine
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| No pretense of decor
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| Another place and time, without a great divide
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| And we could be flying deadly high
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| I’ll sell my soul to dream you wide awake
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| Another place and time, without a warning sign
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| And we could be dying angel style
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| I’ll sell my soul to dream you wide awake
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| I’ll dream you… wide awake
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| With me, disaster finds a playfield
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| Love seems to draw dark, twisted pleasure tearing at me
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| Cos I can’t let you go
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| Mercy, like water in a desert
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| Shine through my memory like jewelry in the sun
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| Where are you now
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| Another place and time, without a great divide
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| And we could be flying deadly high
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| I’ll sell my soul to dream you wide awake
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| Another place and time, without a warning sign
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| And we could be dying angel style
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| I’ll sell my soul to dream you wide awake
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| I’ll dream you… wide awake
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| It’s like I’m racing to the sun, blindly face the blazing gun
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| Cos I’m afraid I will be left here without you
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| Like I’m racing not to run, give more when I have none
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| Cos I’m afraid I will be left here without you… wide awake
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| Another place and time, without a great divide
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| And we could be flying deadly high
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| I’ll sell my soul to dream you wide awake
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| Another place and time, without a warning sign
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| And we could be dying angel style
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| I’ll sell my soul to dream you wide awake
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| I’ll dream you… wide awake |