From this dream i want to wake,
My life i do not want to take,
Why is the cut still there?
Still why doesnt anyone care?
Im still un-seen,
This still must be a dream,
No way the knife is crimson red,
I must be sleeping in my bed,
From this dream i want to wake,
My life i do not want to take,
I must call my friends on the phone,
Tell them that i feel as if im gone,
The faces dont look familiar here,
Down my cheek goes the tears,
From this dream i want to wake,
My life is do not want to take.
 
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