Living in imagination
It's not reality that comes true
Beware, the steel divides us
Into separate rooms
Emotional dysfunction
It comes to you
In all its perfect storm
Walking through nervous scattered ideas
In the name of security
It leads to permanence
Just slightly, just slightly
You can feel how it hurts
Living in imagination
It's not reality that comes true
Beware, the steel divides us
Into separate rooms
In the name of security
It leads to permanence
Just slightly, just slightly
You can feel how it hurts
It's like a bit of stone, and I lie under a broken tree
I can recover if I shriek my heart's agony
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