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If I just could scream and someone listen what |
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I feel. Thought of life just as an end to the place we all descend. |
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Rise beyond the closed gates |
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For your blackened past with no tomorrow. |
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Beyond what nightmares apear in your sleeples life of your subconcious |
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When the line is crossed walking on the edge of what is fantasy. |
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Awake in a dream that has become my life a nightmare without a sense. |
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So the kiss of an angel becomes your last sin and the beast will show you the way. |
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The unreal has invaded. |
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Visions falling far from the sky. |
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Damned voices that speak in my head. |
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I will live in my dreams until you touch my soul of questions with no answers |
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When the line is crossed walking on the edge of what is fantasy. |
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Awake in a dream that has become my life: a nightmare... |
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What is my fate and destiny |
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What do I deserve |
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I am just an unfortuned man staring visions with my face on the water |
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What is my fate and destiny |
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What do I deserve |
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I am just an unfortuned man staring visions with my face on the water |
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If I just could scream and someone listen what |
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I feel. Thought of life just as an end to the place we all descend. |
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Rise beyond the closed gates |
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For your blackened past with no tomorrow. |
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Beyond what nightmares apear in your sleeples life of your subconcious |
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Visions falling far from the sky |
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Damned voices that speak in my head |
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I will live in my dreams until you touch my soul of questions with no answers |
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Like a painting we will vanish as a flower we will dry on earth |
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The sadness lives in the ones who live in it |
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It could be jade, it could be gold you all will go... |
