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A Sick Twisted Dream
Can you feel the blood dripping from you skull
Can you feel the pain, coarsing through your soul
Attacking your very being....
Its me....
Can you taste the metal, the cold red-stained metal
Can you smell the sweat rolling down your face
Can you sense your feelings, I can
And I know that your afraid
Afraid of me......
Can you sense my smile, I'm watching you breathe
Every breath you take, do you think of me
Every little bubble, Im oh so wrapped up in
I know you believe.....
Do you? Do you believe....
Believe in me.
Or....am I just a dream
Can you feel the pain, coarsing through your soul
Attacking your very being....
Its me....
Can you taste the metal, the cold red-stained metal
Can you smell the sweat rolling down your face
Can you sense your feelings, I can
And I know that your afraid
Afraid of me......
Can you sense my smile, I'm watching you breathe
Every breath you take, do you think of me
Every little bubble, Im oh so wrapped up in
I know you believe.....
Do you? Do you believe....
Believe in me.
Or....am I just a dream
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