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Texty: Therapy. So Much For The Ten Year Plan. Die Laughing.

Gimme something to breath, give me a reason to live
Close your eyes and see what you have inside

I think I've gone insane, I can't remember my own name
I think I've gone insane

Another dream has gone [unverified]
And your friends just tell you lies
Then you realize you gonna die anyway

I think I've gone insane, I can't remember my own name
I think I've gone insane, I can't remember my own name
I think I've gone insane, I can't remember my own name
I think I've gone insane

Lost in a world without reality, I'm frightened to move
I'm frightened to speak and I will kill for a good nights sleep
I'm feeling, I'm feeling dead, dead, dead, dead

I think I've gone insane, I can't remember my own name
I think I've gone insane, I can't remember my own name
I think I've gone insane, I can't remember my own name
I think I've gone insane, I can't remember, I can't remember
I can't remember, I can't remember

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