I'm stumbling right in front of you. Now, I won't refrain from guiding you there. Normal's not so, normal is not so far. Was it just a dream? Or something much more? We are not alone. Since you agreed to follow.
It's all in my head, if you want, you can look inside. There's nothing but red and all the mess I've been. It's all in the way I say what I don't mean, and mean what I don't. I need to speak of you and what is real.
They will never understand, what eats at our insides.
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