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It's just a dream Where the demons sing All through the night To wake me from my sleep I wander through the night   Figuring out where the noises ring   Half asleep and just as scared As I wonder what lead me to these Broken stairs I begin to fear The noises around me growing faint It's just me Trying to make it up these stairs The American Dream With its broken steps   How will I make it to the top With the noises surrounding my Every thought As I climb They begin to scream Avoiding holes but hitting cracks No one to hold Because every individual Is on their own.
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Jun 20, 2015
Jun 20, 2015 at 4:09 PM UTC
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It's just a dream Where the demons sing All through the night To wake me from my sleep I wander through the night   Figuring out where the noises ring   Half asleep and just as scared As I wonder what lead me to these Broken stairs I begin to fear The noises around me growing faint It's just me Trying to make it up these stairs The American Dream With its broken steps   How will I make it to the top With the noises surrounding my Every thought As I climb They begin to scream Avoiding holes but hitting cracks No one to hold Because every individual Is on their own.
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Jun 20, 2015
Jun 20, 2015 at 4:09 PM UTC
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