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In a cool, cool room A room without a window A door is there to enter Enter into neverland I try to separate the real from the unreal They run together into nothing Something's coming Tonight I go under to see What shape my watcher will be Tonight I go under to see Tonight I bleed In a vacant dormitory The floors are made of wood The plaster tells a different story A quiet boy climbs into noise I try to separate the real from the unreal They run together into nothing Something's coming Tonight I go under to see What shape my watcher will be Tonight I go under to see Tonight I bleed The man with the truth chair He found a river that runs there It starts in the east, it runs to the west And every human drinks from it Tonight I go under to see Tonight I bleed All the way this time All the way this time I try to separate the real from the unreal They run together nothing Something's coming I try to separate the real from the unreal They run together into nothing Something's coming Something's coming |
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