My oh my
how I wish to be free.
I wish to be set free
In my own body, I'm trapped
My soul is tortured with my own thoughts and feelings
Such a miserable person I am
Having to separate between my conscious,
and dream.
My oh my,
how I wish to sleep away all of this.
I tell myself,
It'll end soon.
Just a little bit more.
Just stay for a little longer.
Everything will turn out fine, baby girl.
Everyone will then realize the mistakes they've done.
And they'll give up.
They'll give up.
And they'll give up.
They'll give up.
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