Through the corridors of sleep.
Past the shadows dark and deep.
My mind dances and leaps in confusion.
I don't know what is real.
I can't touch what I feel.
And I hide behind the shield of my illusion.
Past the shadows dark and deep.
My mind dances and leaps in confusion.
I don't know what is real.
I can't touch what I feel.
And I hide behind the shield of my illusion.
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