The unknown

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Anything unknown to this world

Hidden in the shadows in that dark jacket

Coming closer you see that reality is fake

A dream to become a past memory that fades

and your soul can never wake

and you become a dreamer and i become

I'm a sleeper a singer a cleaner form of fever,

Upon closer inspection I realize I see a reflection,

Its perfection not infection,

a beautiful complexion

Now when I look in the mirror I see a sleepless reflection

laying in bed minds going dead

i have insomnia

its turning me in to a zombie

now you know my story

the dark truth that's not worthy

hiding in these shadows waiting to explode know one knows the pain i hold

just a bomb counting down

lost in my mind a knew place far away

just to think of a way to be free

so take this guy

and think twice

pill this trigger

and say

goodbye


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