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i had a dream it was on my ceiling, i had a feeling it was in my head, if i walk outside every time it's freezing, i have to wonder if it wants me dead again, and it's not something i can run my hands over, it's not something i can run my hands over, it's not something i can run my hands over, it's not something i can run my hands over, i'm not afraid to walk without a way, if i close my eyes i'm scared i'll never get to leave the grey, i wanna sleep and never leave my bed, and then i won't hesitate to call it my friend again, and it's not something i can run my hands over, it's not something i can run my hands over, it's not something i can run my hands over, it's not something i can run my hands over, oh, never sleep again, oh, never sleep again