- closing lines to a will.
may 6, 2064.
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life in a dream isn't it just like a dream lying here wide asleep and i can see it but i am not quite what i seem i lie through naked speech and make believe it's all life in a dream sucking the hours of your fancy so you see i'd like to slip away isn't it just like the rain wash away everything 'til only skin remains but isn't your life just the same? let's break from all we see, make you, make me again life in a dream sucking the hours of your fancy so you see i'd like to slip away oh no...it's over 'fore i barely see the day oh no...it's over 'fore my conscience slips away isn't it just like a dream lying here wide asleep and i can see it but i am not quite what i seem i lie through naked speech and make believe it's all life in a dream sucking up all your insecurities and i can barely breathe
- closing lines to a will.
may 6, 2064. |