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On tuesday morning, we walk passed by at the corridor. You didn't even realize... You probably don't even
know my name... These things doesn't matter... Face nail, color contact, decorate extension around my hair...
Why am I looking for true love? It's fine to fight but I am tired... Reality and dream is the same when you
close your eyes, that's why I'm dreaming of you, escape in my room with dream...Lies and truth is the same when
you close your mouth... Speeches that shake my soul, but I can't hear anything... From somewhere far, someone
is calling, but i don't want to go yet... Hum from the city, very pleasant...Coldly and kindly wrap me, only
"my" private zone...Why do I always look for a place to stay? Cry, laugh and getting hurt is fine, but dream
the reality is the same when you close your eyes.That's why I'm always with you, escape in my room with dreams...
Lies and truth is same if you don't exist, Of course I have days that I want to forget everything and escape...
dream and reality is the same when you close your eyes, that's why I'm dreaming of you, escape in my room with dreams..
lies and truth is same if you dont exist.. dreaming.. dreaming of you... What am I gonna do?
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