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Behind my doorsteps a lie
behind a window a sightless mind
behind a dreamscape a lie
behind a factory's wall a worn out child
so dream on
drown the grasp
scream on
we know your part
breathe on
drown the past
bleed on
consume your own selfpity plastic world
