Tuesday 11 August 2009 photo 4/4
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Sleep my friend and you will see
The dream is my reality
Keep my locked up in this cage
Can't they see it's why my brains says rage
Build my fear on what's out there
And cannot breathe the open air
Whisper things into my brain
Assuring me that i'm insane
They think our heads are in their hands
But violent use brings violent plans
Keep him tied, it makes him vell
He's getting better, can't you tell?
Mirror steares back hard
Kill, is't such a friendly word
The dream is my reality
Keep my locked up in this cage
Can't they see it's why my brains says rage
Build my fear on what's out there
And cannot breathe the open air
Whisper things into my brain
Assuring me that i'm insane
They think our heads are in their hands
But violent use brings violent plans
Keep him tied, it makes him vell
He's getting better, can't you tell?
Mirror steares back hard
Kill, is't such a friendly word
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