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strange days those of reality we look at the same things they’re shinning the same today cuz new things are just wasted dreams as we wake up along the way so here’s to the same pain it’s the same as yesterday though it doesn’t hurt the same it’s the real thing anyway strange days those of reality in strange ways she appears to me strange days those of insanity strange days those of reality in mysterious ways she reveals to me strange days those of insanity we ache from the same ache we could fake another way well it wouldn’t be the same but we’d really hurt anyway we sleep through the same dream it’s a waste of tomorrows day guess we could dream another dream but all dreams hurt just the same

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