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So glad I can always escape to my dreams Away from these people and away from these things, Somewhere safer, unimaginable, Somewhere where my cup isn't always full But at least it's happy. I can get what I want from waking life, By exploring my sleeping life, The only problem is when I wake I've kind of got a choice to make, Is it better to live or better to let it pass, To sedate myself and live euphorias Or wake every day to the heartbreak, turmoil and inhumanities of the waking world. I guess we'll see.
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Feb 25, 2018
Feb 25, 2018 at 5:11 PM UTC
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So glad I can always escape to my dreams Away from these people and away from these things, Somewhere safer, unimaginable, Somewhere where my cup isn't always full But at least it's happy. I can get what I want from waking life, By exploring my sleeping life, The only problem is when I wake I've kind of got a choice to make, Is it better to live or better to let it pass, To sedate myself and live euphorias Or wake every day to the heartbreak, turmoil and inhumanities of the waking world. I guess we'll see.
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Feb 25, 2018
Feb 25, 2018 at 5:11 PM UTC
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