Look at me and tell me what you see
I haven't slept since last year
I was caged in a place with no dreams, with no hopes
and broken souls
There's some wicked stuff
Trapped in my head
Thoughts about life after death
Poems about a haunted house
And a graveyard, in a playground
At the ghost hour
In a town on fire
Please wake up
We're running out of time
My clock is off
The test is done
Town's out of control
Life's a path with broken souls
Death's a myth with no return

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