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The morning ghost is waiting outside the door
My soul is lost somewhere in the second floor
I am afraid, so afraid the words of skin drilled my brain
I am confused how can i clean this blood red stains?

Is this real, or the world is all an illusion?
The voices in our heads seem to know the solution
Is this real, or the world is all an illusion?
Believe it or not silver ain't no right conclusion

The night is lost and she's waiting for us next door
Her sister just told me that a few years ago
I am afraid, so afraid the words of mercury drilled my brain
I am confused, does this make sense or are we insane?

Is this real, or the world is just an illusion?
The voices in our heads just gave us the solution
Is this real, or the world is just an illusion?
My back is numb and silver ain't no right conclusion

Just push defrost, 30 seconds and then close the door
I like them warm, that's what i bought them for
I am afraid so afraid the words of double d drilled my brain
I am confused, why do i need to go if i just came?

Is this real, or the world is just an illusion?
The voices in our heads seem to know the solution
Is this real, or the world is just an illusion?
Your friends are so dumb, that's my conclusion







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