Disenchantment
In my dreams, I am free. In my dreams, I am whoever I want to be.
When reality begins to sink in, what do I have left?
1.10.2012
We'll love again, we'll laugh again. We'll cry again, and we'll dance again.
And it's better off this way, so much better off this way.
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Never again, and never again.
They gave us two shots to the back of the head
And we're all dead, now.
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