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We’re tired as fuck, but still I can’t sleep.
We’re playing so much, I’m in far too deep.
Someone please help me, I can’t make him stop.
He’s pulling me down and he’s landing on top.
This game that we play, we’ve played for too long.
It’s time that we stopped, I need to be strong.
It has to be soon, before things go wrong.
We need out of this room, get away from it all.
Search for a place away from these walls.
Stop playing this game and start living again
A far distant dream, I’m craving to gain.
Then I’ll finally be free, away from his pain.
And hopefully the strength, to find him now slain.
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