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sometimes it feels like the world is trying to tell me to wake up
Maybe if we're lucky the person dreaming our lives will wake up
I can feel the radiation... changing me...
my whole life is passing me by and I sometimes wonder why I am even still alive
Like an owl among the ruins
His name came up like a match on wooden me
Morpheus
A pretty sky just gets me wound up, and my head starts pounding. The city doesn't need a sky.
They made the sunrise for people like us just so we have an excuse for why we're still up.
In another world, I am you and you are me
and you tell me your mind is blank
Gosh! That single kiss made me feel like I'm charged up with the power of a million exploding suns!
I feel like every time I sneeze, I disappoint you
list of things
I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
Let me tell you what a splash of cold water feels like
Some days it seems like the sun is landing on the earth
I was raised on red pepper and blood. I am so hot if you strike me I will light like a match.
make a wish
Tell me what God is like, cause I'm starting to forget
And then one day you wake up
Sometimes it feels like we are more than one person
Sometimes I do things just to feel alive
The imaginary world where I make up things and they are true
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