| Beautifully Depressed
I dreamed you were gone.
Suddenly i realize......i'm not asleep.
I'll follow you down until the sound of my voice haunts you.
You wake up and realize......your sun loves to go down.
The dream of you and all the things you say. I need you now.
Now that your gone...all of the stars have faded away.
I'm the son of rage and love.
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I can't help the feeling.
I could blow through the ceiling.
If i could just turn and run.
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