Some Times Its Just To Hard To Tell
Im Bound To Go To Hevan Because
I Have Done My Time In Hell
It Sucks To Know Your The Last One
To Get A Key To A Lock That Has Changed
Thats Why Im Scared To Think About You, No It Aint Fun
Its Like Dreaming Of A Nightmare Wating To Happen
Some Times Its Like Walking On Shatterd Glass
It Stings The Feat, But Sure Its A Blast
Diging A Hole Deeper, Trying To Find A Way Out
Whats There Left To Do Screem And Shout
Thats Why Dreams Are Dreams
This Is Dreamin Of A Nightmare Wating To Happen
Is There Any Point In Still Crying,
Is There Any Point In Still Serching And Finding
Are You Scared Of Dreams, You Should Be
Relize What They Can Do To You
And What They Have Done To Me
This Is Why Your Ending This
This Is Why Your Through
You Rember On Thing
Dreams Are Dreams
Nightmares Can Come And Kill You
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