Ive been having bad dreams lately
I always end up dead
Ive been hearing messages
sent just outside my head
when I stop this shivering
Ill take you from this room
theres a great awakening and
Im gonna wake up soon
I cant lose ya, lose ya, lose ya
I take one step back and you throw me clear
I cant lose ya, lose ya, lose ya,
and just like that, you disappear again
its getting late I must be home
before the stroke of 12
and theres no trouble in this place
that we cant find ourselves
Ive read your diaries
and still cant find a cure
not much but seems to me
wont see you anymore
Ive been keeping notebooks in my head
all the people who notice when Im dead
everybody loves you once youre dead
guess Ill just go fishing with my dad
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