When I feel the things I feel
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I do not understand
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What in life is real
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reach out and touch my hand
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Visions from the future
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Like whipsers from the dead
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Manipulated machines
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Screams inside my head
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I can hear the laughter
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And I can hear the cries
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The lonesome child screaming
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In a world of lies
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Blessed are those who do not know
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Who cannot see or hear
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Blessed are those who cannot see
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Or taste the vicous fear
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Blessed are those who do not know
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That nothing is for real
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Blessed are those who do not know
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That there's nothing left to feel
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Evil resurrected
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Forever to survive
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Demons walk beside us
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Dead but still alive
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Diabolic creatures
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Infects humanity
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No hope for the living
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Blind by greed eyes cannot see
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Praying for salvation
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We fall down on the ground
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regrets for our own living
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When dreams cannot be found
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Blessed are those who do not know
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Who cannot see or hear
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Blessed are tose who cannot see
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Or taste the vicious fear
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When dreams turn into anquish
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The withering begins
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Like autumn leaves we fall down
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No redemption for our sins
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Paranoid illusions
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In a mind of decay
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Artificial living
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Death comes our way
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Blessed Are Those
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| Embraced |
