dark thoughts behind barb-wires
safeguarded
bleeding hands grasping
no entry sign
my twisted mind is mine
safeguarded
bleeding hands grasping
no entry sign
my twisted mind is mine
if dreams could be real
you'd live
we'd walk in the park, smiling
but spring's here again
and you are not
you'd live
we'd walk in the park, smiling
but spring's here again
and you are not
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