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How am I to believe these voices aren't real? I hear them clear as day I call out to them And they answer How is that not real? How do I know you are real? How am I to be sure this life is real? Am I in some ****** up coma? And this is my dream Who knows? All I am aloud to know, Is what my mind understands And I understand nothing
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Jan 25, 2014
Jan 25, 2014 at 4:08 AM UTC
Unanswered questions
How am I to believe these voices aren't real? I hear them clear as day I call out to them And they answer How is that not real? How do I know you are real? How am I to be sure this life is real? Am I in some ****** up coma? And this is my dream Who knows? All I am aloud to know, Is what my mind understands And I understand nothing
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Jan 25, 2014
Jan 25, 2014 at 4:08 AM UTC
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