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Lyrics:
Two weeks away from reality, and I was beginning to feel I couldn't be myself.
Feel like a fly caught in honey, knowing that soon somebody is going to see me, knowing I'm probably going to die.
Oh, here we go again and I'm so spent, my head is spinning.
Oh can you bail me out of this rut I got myself in once again.
From my nightmares and my dreams I was beginning to feel I couldn't be myself.
She was a little girl, she knew all about my world.
She was the matron of my dreams, she could set me free.
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