You Can'T Die In Dreams They Say. Well I Sure Hope I Wake Up From This Nightmare. Comments

Lonesome lullabies, I sing myself to sleep. No ones here to hold me, keep me from my dreams.
Nightmares seem to haunt me, I twist and turn all night. But I can't wake up from this torture holding me so tight.
Hallucinations of dying, a death so full of hate. My heart was full of terror, I die in the hands of shame.
The hallways I memorized from spending all my time. Their empty now, and dirty, they have lost all signs of life.
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