ONE BAD DREAM
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it's been a lonely morning
lying on my bed
my mind is soaring
and my memory is dead
i tried to move
and tried to stand up
in rhythm of the new groove
but i'm stuck with my soul trap
i felt the solemn solitude
but my anger burst in silence
i'm looking for my luck in fortitude
to free my spirit in this fence
but i was shadowed by darkness
that covered my hope for sunrise
i shrunk and drowned to this mess
for believing the venom of lies
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