I'm sitting in a warm soft cradle
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I watch myself in the distance
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My joy-flow becomes a deformed smile
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As recognition breaks my staidness
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Stroking wind rises, shapes a funnel
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And takes me to another place
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Light lifts me up from depth
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But darkness numbs me on the surface
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Never never ever wake me up
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From my dream
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My body is choking in its sweat
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Everything prompts this idyll is fake
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Time slows down and gets off again
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Climbes up on my legs like a snake
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Adrenaline-dope excites wish of life
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But the reality shackle binds me tight
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Wish of life pumps adrenaline-dope
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Time just crawls and trails me slow
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Never never ever wake me up
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From my dream
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Light tears me from depth away
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The views before my eyes brightens
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I'm melted in the reality dimension
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As recognition breaks my staidness
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Timetrap
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| Cadaveres De Tortugas |
