I can't really tell if I'm awake anymore.
The líne between dream, reality, and nightmare has become so blurred.
I could cry just thinking about you.
I don't really know who I am anymore, with or without you.
But I guess I'm about to find out.
The líne between dream, reality, and nightmare has become so blurred.
I could cry just thinking about you.
I don't really know who I am anymore, with or without you.
But I guess I'm about to find out.
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