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Relax |
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You're quite safe here |
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Am I dreaming? No |
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Where am I? in bed |
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Well, what am I doing? |
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Oh, talking to myself |
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Look, I must have a star on my door |
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Or better still a door-a doo-a door |
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Ah, swing doors up |
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Okay doors, swing |
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Paranoimia |
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Swing |
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Paranoimia |
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Swing |
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Now I know I'm dreaming |
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Dreaming, dreaming |
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Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming |
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Hmm, how do I get to sleep? |
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I know, I'll count |
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Those bars on the window |
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One, two, three, sleep |
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Paranoimia, paranoimia |
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Paranoimia, paranoimia |
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How do I get? |
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How do I get to sleep? |
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Please let me sleep? |
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Poetry, that'll work |
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Come, sweet slumber |
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Enshroud me in thy purple cloak |
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Hmm, doesn't even rhyme |
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Is that my tea's made |
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Paranoimia, paranoi |
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I can't stand tea |
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Tea, tea, tea, tea |
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Paranoimia, paranoimia |
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Ah, Happy Harry's High Club |
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How do I, how am I |
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Gonna get to sleep? |
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Trust me, trust me |
