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Alone I sit, |
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I wonder why |
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You dream of love and so do |
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I But in your sleep you cannot see |
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This pain which is always haunting me |
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What I need |
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I'll never feel |
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This world is for me unreal |
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So I drink to darkness with a candle lit |
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And through the whole night alone |
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I sit The sleeping beauty |
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She stops the bleeding |
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She stops the bleeding in my soul |
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She is fresh air in this stinking world |
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The more I drink, the more |
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I see That suicide could be the key |
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To the place called paradise |
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Where pain not dwells, not hate nor lies |
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But if I look beyond all this |
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I reckon something |
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I would surely miss |
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Because in my dreams |
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I rule my life |
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And the sleeping beauty is my wife |
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The sleeping beauty |
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She stops the bleeding |
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She stops the bleeding in my soul |
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She is fresh air in this stinking world |
