Album:Serotonin It's a trick of the eye to live or to die A riddle without a clue I spend my days in a dreamy haze Thinking of what to do When the sun comes down, night is all around I shed my skin, tread it on your ground Go to a place where the people make a crowd Find your pace and do what's not allowed Dreaming of another world, dreaming of another world Dreaming of another world, dreaming of another You always seem to talk all through the night And you always seem to make it home alright It's a sorry tale when a dream turn still I need a bolt from the blue I once loved before, does it matter anymore? 'Cause now it might be you When the sun comes up burning out the night We stretch our limbs and walk into the light There's nothing left to say, sleep as the dead It's time to live out the dreams inside your head Dreaming of another world, dreaming of another world Dreaming of another world, dreaming of another You always seem to talk all through the night And you always seem to make it home alright Just try, try to scrape the sky Only once, once before you die Do something that will make your mother cry The dream, dream of another world Dreaming of another world, dreaming of another world Dreaming of another world, dreaming of another world Dreaming of another world, dreaming of another You always seem to talk all through the night And you always seem to make it home alright --

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