I wanted to feel something To be something To see something I wanted to find One thing that was mine And leave this behind But I can't find my way To get far away And bury these days Fantasy Once reality Becomes such a parody If I could find One thing that was mine I'd leave this behind But I can't find my way To get far away And bury these days If shining Or if shaking It's reality faking If I could find One thing that was mine I'd leave this behind But I can't find my way To get far away And bury these days
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