| scream, and beg; |
| cry out so loudly
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| when you wake up in the night
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| another nightmare, an evil dream
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| of what there was, and always has been
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| see the monsters, see all the beasts
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| they hunt you down in the streets
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| so you will wake in cold sweat again
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| with a scream on your lips wich makes you believe
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| ther was no friendly word
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| deep inside your heart of stone
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| you lived a life without joy, and fun
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| you always had a business to run
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| the dreams are the shadows of your past
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| they come to get you very fast
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| there’s no escape now face the truth
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| what you call life is just a nightmare |