The creatures that know us,
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The things we don't speak of,
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When we open our mind,
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Close our eyes and slowly drift away.
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The streets are all broken,
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Cracked buildings expose their insides, but just for tonight,
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Slowly giving us secrets they hide.
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Here I lay,
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So unaware,
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Things on the outside,
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Of my mind.
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A wreckage of wonder,
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Destructions take over,
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The ghosts that remain forever ingrained,
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On the sidewalk which you lay your head.
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And I, I hide,
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In my dreams,
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So far from everything.
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Here I lay,
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So unaware,
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Of things going on outside,
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Of my mind.
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This is just another way for me,
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To hide to inside my dreams,
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So you won't see me again.
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Here I lay,
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So unaware,
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Of anything outside,
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Of my mind.
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Through These Eyes
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| Singled Out |
