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A thousand times, too many times, |
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I've fallen back out of place from a dream. |
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The bright sunlight, a rude awakening, |
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Like I'm seeing the colors leave the brush for the wall... |
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That's when, into... |
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I reach into memories, |
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I long to relive those times, |
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Those younger days. |
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If only time would stop, stand still, |
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Maybe I could see myself, |
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What I've become, it's sickening, this isn't me. |
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No turning back now. |
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No turning around. |
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I'm disappearing into my dream, |
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I'm vanishing into the air. |
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Liberation, I'm free from all of this. |
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Now I must go, now I must go, dissipate into the lights... |
