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I think Hell , is a cold place I’m burning up in this old place My beings spilt into way more than just two I don’t feel the need to explain a thing i just feel the need to go back to sleep And Dreaming is an acceptable psychotic state And when I sleep , i believe ,that I escape Into another world another place So when you lay down one more time What’s the difference, either way I’m just going , to a colder place (And I think Hell is at least a different place When the world is burning up my soul freezes to stay alive So I know Hell’s a colder place And I think I’d like to try it out, A different place)
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Jan 3, 2019
Jan 3, 2019 at 1:18 AM UTC
A Different Place
I think Hell , is a cold place I’m burning up in this old place My beings spilt into way more than just two I don’t feel the need to explain a thing i just feel the need to go back to sleep And Dreaming is an acceptable psychotic state And when I sleep , i believe ,that I escape Into another world another place So when you lay down one more time What’s the difference, either way I’m just going , to a colder place (And I think Hell is at least a different place When the world is burning up my soul freezes to stay alive So I know Hell’s a colder place And I think I’d like to try it out, A different place)
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California
Jan 3, 2019
Jan 3, 2019 at 1:18 AM UTC
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