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I'm not one to talk about the things I need
Blast the dead, I'm in my head again
I cannot seem to find the things I need
Through the doors, empty floors and nothing

And I don't wanna talk at all
Been through this one
And I don't even hear you call
How I miss you

I still dream about the times when you were here
When things were good just like they should have been
I recall nothing at all I'm lost and dazed, waking up
These dreams are nothing

And I don't wanna talk at all
Been through this one
And I don't even hear you call
How I miss you

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