Swimming through black Vaseline
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Is my existence just a dream?
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Can not tell which way is up
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What's below or what's above
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Fighting for a breath of air
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I breath in but it's not there
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So as my world melts away
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I pray
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That I will be OK someday
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And may I not stay this way
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Then after that I take some more
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Hoping that will open the door
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But the door is locked
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From the outside
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To Open Closed Doors
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D.R.I. |