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I thought I was dreaming, You looked back one last time before leaving, Without even giving a reason why, you waved your last goodbye. Out of nightmare, i wake up in a trance, To bring you back, this could be my last chance. You're actually nowhere to be seen, maybe it wasn't just a dream. I hit everything that comes my way, before i fall, from switches to our photo hung on the wall. I fell on my knees, when i hear you scream. "What happened to the freakin' light? How will i get soap off my eyes"? I roll on the floor laughing hard, I say, "I'm sorry, we'll fix it, i'll start".
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Dec 2, 2013
Dec 2, 2013 at 2:22 AM UTC
It wasn't a dream
I thought I was dreaming, You looked back one last time before leaving, Without even giving a reason why, you waved your last goodbye. Out of nightmare, i wake up in a trance, To bring you back, this could be my last chance. You're actually nowhere to be seen, maybe it wasn't just a dream. I hit everything that comes my way, before i fall, from switches to our photo hung on the wall. I fell on my knees, when i hear you scream. "What happened to the freakin' light? How will i get soap off my eyes"? I roll on the floor laughing hard, I say, "I'm sorry, we'll fix it, i'll start".
nehyl
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Dec 2, 2013
Dec 2, 2013 at 2:22 AM UTC
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