This Can’t Be True

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Trauma - Pop

This Can’t Be True

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A nightmare hatches from my consciousness Disorder drills in my head Bearfoot I run from the pit of a burning house I can't believe in what I'm feeling Bombed with disturbing thoughts I walk down the steers stairs of fear The night is an absolute horror Cold darkness with no beginning nor end I believe the demons of the night My life rolls on the edge of a dream Is this what people call hell? Where does this eon? Where does this eon? Who am I? Where am I going? I stand naked in the middle of the night Pitifully playing my role of existence My thoughts and feelings Departed somewhere in another dimension They sink in shapeless darkness [Solo: Mister] This can't be true The dream was suppose to end This can't be true Where does this end?

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