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I've been dreaming. I was lucid. I was dreaming blood was seeping from my pores. Who'd believe that it was all my own decision? Cracked faces and medicated smiles. Set fire to my home before I turned and walked back in. For even needle open my chest and insert ten pins. I just anticipate what awaits when I awake... break. I die in my daydreams. The gardens have all been overgrown. I pushed my hand through the thorns to crush the final rose. A deadly secret only I suffer to know. I can't eradicate what awaits when I awake... break. I die in my day dreams I've been dreaming. I was lucid. I was dreaming blood was seeping from my pores. Who'd believe that it was all my own decision? Cracked faces and medicated smiles. Set fire to my home before I turned and walked back in. For even needle open my chest and insert ten pins. I just anticipate what awaits when I awake... break. I die in my daydreams. The gardens have all been overgrown. I pushed my hand through the thorns to crush the final rose. A deadly secret only I suffer to know. I can't eradicate what awaits when I awake... break. I die in my day dreams Venho sonhando. Eu estava lúcido. Eu estava sonhando foi sangue escorrer dos minha poros. que iria acreditar que estava tudo a minha própria decisão? falcificando rostos e sorrisos medicamentosos. incendeie a minha casa antes que eu virou-se e caminhou de volta pó para cada agulha abrir meu peito e inserir dez pinos. Acabei de antecipar o que espera quando eu acordar ... quebrar ... eu morro em meus devaneios. os jardins foram todos cheio. e empurrado através da minha mão espinhos só para esmagar o final rosa. um segredo mortal eu sofro apenas de saber, Eu não posso erradicar o que espera quando eu acordar... quebrar... eu morro em meus devaneios.






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