Sleeping his only escape from it all
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When he's dreaming, he gets a chance to escape from the world and leave it behind
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He doesn't know what is real, but he knows he'd rather not deal.
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He doesn't know what is real,
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but he knows he'd rather not deal
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He doesn't wnat to wake up to the world
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Running she wants to run across the grass
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Instead she's lying on a hospital bed, hooked up to gas and tubes and lights
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She doesn't even know she's alive
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Except her mother's praying by her beside
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The coma has her locked into a hole
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She doesn't even know what is real
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except what they tell her to feel
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What are you looking at?
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Sometimes the things behind us help remind us of that
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No they never told us
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Somewhere between the conscious and the sublime
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familiar faces meet for a moment displaced in time
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When one of them talks he says he wants to give up,
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cause his daughter has been taken across
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He doesn't think he can make it on his own
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When the other face tries to respond she sees the face is already gone
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Anesthetic Parade
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| We Are The Fury |
