try to treat it like a dream, make it better than it seems,
half-convinced until you wake up screaming..
what was lost along the way, disappeared without a trace,
hardly missed until you
wake up screaming, torn from dreaming
of all the love you’ve left behind,
wake up screaming, unbelieving,
can’t you see I’ve tried?
now I’m awake, yeah I’m wide awake,
now I’m awake..
something strong to kill the pain, poetry or novacaine,
a bitter kiss, and you will
wake up screaming, torn from dreaming
of everything you’ve left behind,
wake up screaming, spent and bleeding,
see how hard I’ve tried..
now I’m awake, yeah I’m wide awake,
now I’m awake..
sugarcoat the aftertaste, till the final memory fades,
a bitter kiss, and you will
wake up screaming…
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