Eighteen minutes ago, I was standing in a dark room
Eighteen minutes ago, I was searching for a face I knew
And my hands, they shake
And my mind, it quits
As I look into the sea of overbearing dreams
Eighteen minutes ago, I was searching for something real
Eighteen minutes ago, I was wanting somewhere to feel
And my hands, they shake
And my mind, it quits
As I look into me, I'll keep searching
Even if it kills me.

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