The skies 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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