Nightmare

Fictional

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    Nightmare

    Run down an empty corridor
    where all the doors are locked
    It streches so far out
    ther is no end in sight

    your time is flying away
    and you're still on the run
    no idea where to look
    and no idea for what

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    the walls are getting closer now
    run faster, run if can
    somewhwre, down here
    is what you're looking for

    bur beware of all the traps
    you find on your way
    some are made by yourself
    some are made by others

    Run down empty corridors
    in this cruel nightmare
    you are still searching for your core
    and it is getting bare

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    Composition: Gerrit Thomas and Fictional

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