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In my dreams |
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I react as my true self |
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And I learn humility |
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Twisted moral planes |
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As real as circumstance, each night |
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I dance with primal urges |
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Pornographic scenes |
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That always start as they are ending |
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In my dreams |
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I walk with my true friends |
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We discover secrets; we run through our lives |
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Everything is twisted like abyss |
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To the past and distant future |
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I'm prepared for some big show |
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Tried to arrive but |
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I moved too slow |
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Something's wrong when someone died |
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Then I opened up my eyes |
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Something's wrong when someone died |
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Then I opened up my eyes |