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See I never thought to work I never adopted at the bone Love you support Because no turning back in the hell is my death I wanna fight you for ever make a break I wanna stay on this round pick it up pick it up pick it up
Close your eyes, search our mouth, dream a dream, get us out. Dream, dream, dream, dream, dream, dream, dream. Hit the hay, fast asleep, dream a dreamy little bleep. Dream, dream, dream, dream, dream, dream!