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Scratches Another fake disease Is there reality in this? Or it just a dream? Checkered floors We've come a long long way It seems we all just look the like stones It makes us all the same And I feel alone Theres no pain involved Is there reality in this? Another time and place Another pessimist way Is there reality in this? Your portrait of your dead soul Hope will come And carry us away Another day Plea, we still Dream on hope Change the way that people think Letras de cancionesThings will never be the same Theres not enough time to think And I'm scared to talk to you You might just notice me I wish I could be someone else Someone you could talk to Someone who could make you melt The planes are a rocking pirate ship and I'm not ready to walk the plank I havn't saved the kids Save the kids Breathe underwater And live a secret I loathe the world, I hate the system Too much talking and suicides by hanging And my queen might pick the oxygen to capture Happieness forever gone So what am I doing? You must not loose your mind in this You must paint You must not miss Or see your portrait created You may be stuck and weighed down Focus on the corner of her face It's all there What you need to know Portait of a dead soul I whisper in the silent thought It takes time for the leaves to fall But headaces climax reluctently We will be, for reality From Letras Mania