I must be dreaming, live in a small world with dust over it
I've got no feelings, wear thin shoes with glass under them
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They made him lie down, keeping the ground warm while life drips on it
They turned him right down, collected a life and said goodbye to it
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Don't make it anything special, tucked in with words over it
Don't make it anything special, I've seen it before low voices under it
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Luca Brasi's got nothing on you
There's something wrong 'cos I can leave if I want to
You don't stay long but I imagine you're real
Invited you for a meal

I must be dreaming, the pictures are gone now I'm not sure of it
I've got no feelings, I turned down the sounds now there's no more of it
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