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DrEaMs


Messed up dreams,

Talking stranger things,

Thinking about what we could be,

And if you love me.

Why can't you see

I'm on your team,

Cause now we're playing

Hide 'n go seek yeah.

I'm hiding from myself,

I can't find myself, 

I ran away from myself 

And I tripped and fell

On the ground,

Pain is all I felt.

Now I'm just numb and I cannot tell

If I'm doing well.

I'm living in my own hell.

 

 

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