Automatic Dream We slow it up, an automatic dream. People start to think, when nothing goes right. Misguided, and not understood. For what deosn't survive. Some lives short, money makes us alive. We blow it up, this automatic dream. Sleep tonight, with nothing left to see. A deadly dream. With no more memories. And a dark night, nothings left to please. We pass it up, and we don't know what it means. That's normal, until somebody sees. Your drunk in love, that's not the same for me. Your so confused. I'm dieing to hard, and I feel so abused.Birth sign: Aquarius
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