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Conscious needs
I dont want to shine dont want to be rust
Dont want to be gold dont want to be dust
I dont want to be sane dont want be mad
Dont want to be poet dont want to be bump
Just want to be in my dream
Just be in my dream
To be born to live to die
Again and again
My fear
My exposed beautiful dream
Where your ego
That precious ego
Is too monstrous to fit in
I dont want to be king dont want to be peasant
Dont want to be hated dont want to be pleasant
I dont want to be fake dont want to be real
Dont want to be away dont want to be near
Just want to be in my dream
Just be in my dream
To be born to live to die
Again and again
My bunker
My safe beautiful dream
Where your silence
That precious silence
Is too loud to fit in
I dont want to be fate dont want to be curse
Dont want to be order dont want to be mess
I dont want to be nothing dont want to be fame
Dont want to be mind dont want to be game
Just want to be in my dream
Just be in my dream
To be born to live to die
Again and again
My nest
My cosy beautiful dream
Where your voice
That precious voice
Is too weak to fit in
I dont want to be key dont want to be chain
Dont want to be flower dont want to be pain
I dont want to be bullet dont want to be gun
Dont want to be less dont want to be enough
Just want to be in my dream
Just be in my dream
To be born to live to die
Again and again
My excuse
My long lost beautiful dream
Where your lie
That precious lie
Is too shallow to fit in
I dont want to be knife dont want to be wound
Dont want to be empty dont want be full
I dont want to be prize to want to be cost
Dont want to be safe dont want to be lost
Just want to be in my dream
Just be in my dream
To be born to live to die
Again and again
My truth
My newly found beautiful dream
Where your truth
That precious truth
Is too burried to fit in
I dont want to be courage dont want to be fear
Dont want to be smile dont want to be tear
I dont want to be life dont want to be death
Dont want to be needed dont want to be hurt
Just want to be in my dream
Just be in my dream
To be born to live to die
Again and again
My life
My little beautiful dream
Where your real
That precious real
Is too fake to fit in
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