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It's all in your head

Crimson silk skies paint the night
As little diamonds twinkle like stars
Here in my head things don't seem right
You don't even know where you are

A giant pearl hangs in the sky
It illuminates what seem to be mountains
Here in my head the truth becomes lies
And it dissolves into springs and fountains

This is a truly twisted place
Where screams are just a lullaby
Here in my head there is no grace
Where you can always find reason to cry

Please wake me from this horrible dream
And hold me close to you while I scream





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