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Is it fear, is it fear
that you feel inside of you?
The sky brakes red and orange
The flowers open as they always open
But gathered with thin dust
And poison mushrooms everywhere
I tell myself I won the war
And then I find I'm different from all
Is it fear, is it fear
that you feel inside of you?
Try to get away from the things I do
My eyes want open as they always open
But can we awaken?
Do we always have to die?
Die in our dreams?
Can we awaken?
