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I go to bed every night Dreaming dreams of sweet joyful delight I wake up sweaty, scared and cold Forced on smile, feeling old
Smile; your lucky, loved and wanted So why the hell do I feel so haunted? Laugh; you were born and bred a winner And bitterness made me a sinner
Let's grow old and loosed all passion Youth has just out dated fashion I burned out slowly in October Did I have fun? I cant remember I was old and now im dead No more nightmares in my head |
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