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I'm a dreamer, that's my mom used to call me...

If you will leave me hanging
I will die, die, die...

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I'm addicted to the madness in your eyes...

Today I declare that I WILL stop hating,
I will stop negative thinking...

Each pain in my heart is biting every fiber of my...
My bed was a bed of tears and of dangerous...

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Dashing inside, feeling the danger...

=Drums=
Every time you sent some messages...

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How dare you to have a ground...

When I speak, I use my hypothalamus
Not my Broca's area...

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I love you and you know it's true...

It's you the type of person, not easy to release,
It's you the kind of mistake, that I would like to...

Yes, this is God's Impeccable timing,
For the wounds and bruises healing...