| Last night the dream was so real
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| Something was strange — the fear so alive
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| I woke up alone in this world
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| No one’s around but the will to survive
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| I can’t stand the void in my head
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| A sense of goodbye — but I’m still alive
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| What have we done to this world
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| The fear of the night
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| When we turn off the light
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| The danger is so alive
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| You run but you can’t hide somewhere
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| Looking for to find a way
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| To end this craze
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| Why do you say nothing at all
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| Simply go on as if nothing is real
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| I can’t make a stand anyway
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| When nothing will be just the same again
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| Someday you’ll realize
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| You raze what you can find somewhere
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| Looking for to find a way
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| To change this lane
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| Somewhere we can fly
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| Come along now way up high
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| Won’t you follow there’s no need to cry
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| What if we make this come true
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| The fear of goodbye at the end of line
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| Someday we’ll all pay the price
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| Wasting our time — the aim is in sight
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| Someday we can try
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| To face up to the lie somehow
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| Looking for to find a way
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| Before it’s much too late |