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 Asdf Jkl;July 17, 2003Dark and secret inside, There's a room where I hide In the depths of my mind From all eyes that pry. Deep inside, Deep inside. When there, I am me; I am old, I am three, And the eyes cannot see -- Can't see me, Can't see me. In the room in my head Where my fantasies are fed And reality is dead, I dream all my dreams. Dream on, Dream on. Here is where I mope And attempt to cope, Kindling my hope. I hope, I hope. Here is where I'll stay Until I'm torn away By people who will say That I need help. I don't, I don't. And I will try to tell -- To describe my hell, But I can't do it very well... Understand, Understand. When there, I am me; I am old, I am three, With no urge to flee And the eyes of the world Can't see me, Can't see me. |
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