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Inside my own inner space |
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There's not a soul in the whole place to see or ask me why |
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And with my senses in shreds |
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There I go to pick up the loose threads |
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Away from your hungry eyes |
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And in that infinite place |
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You'll see a smile on my blank face |
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Becuase you can't get there |
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It's not just being alone |
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It's more like a view that I've half known |
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From hills but I don't know where |
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Imagination |
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Living mental isolation |
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Imagination |
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Imagination |
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Far from your contamination |
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Drifting in my inner space |
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Imagination |
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And when I look outside |
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There's a world with nowhere to hide from the cold reality |
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I've chased innumerable friends |
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Filled my life with innumerable trends |
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But it didn't make me see |
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Imagination |
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Living mental isolation |
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Imagination |
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Imagination |
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Far from your contamination |
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Drifting in my inner space |
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Imagination |
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But in the depth of a dream |
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Where the grass is always so green |
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And the sky is always blue |
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I'm escaping silently |
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I'm rejecting violently |
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This world for something new |
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Imagination |
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Living mental isolation |
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Imagination |
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Imagination |
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Far from your contamination |
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Drifting in my inner space |
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Imagination |
