No one can stop it all
From crashing down to shit
Pushed to feel something
More than just the sound of it
Time, time is the magic truth of story
Sometimes magic is so very, very boring
It's a healthy kind of sick
Slow, sort of quick
I'm very sad, I don't feel bad at all
It's a different sort of sane
A crazy kind of sane
A feeling without a name
That they call love
Because I have my doubts
I know it must be true
Watch the dream die everyday
I don't know what to do
I know it's only fear that makes me wonder
But I wonder why I'm so afraid
Yes, I wonder why I'm so afraid

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