The sky looked so gray,
as I flew out side the window.
Falling into a state,
that I remember, from my last dream.
The water looked so red,
as I drank from the well of sorrow.
My hands are starting to shake,
the show is on, but I can't see.
The games they play
with my feelings
The games they play
with my heart.
Oh can't they see,
all my bleeding
Oh can't they see,
all this, breaking apart...

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