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The days blend into the nights,
         blend into the days,
         blend into the reality,
         blend into the insanity.

A lie,
A confusion,
A new dream,
The same old me.

Shattered before as shattered again.
A dawn that broke like any other night.
A dream that cried like any other fright.
And still waiting here in a moment,
Like none ever again.

And day turns into day,
        turns into day,
        turns into day,

        A night that will never fade.

Stranded again as stranded before.
Lost in me and blind to see.
Waiting, and waiting,
Till even I’m through with me.