can't tell if weather is warm
can't tell if I should just hide or run
some people hold onto their misery,
painted faces, warlike, they march on
feel the end near, blinding and screaming
for blood they'd do anything
got two tickets to Peridon, just can't sleep
I've got no reason to worry 'cause it's just a dream
on my way to the classroom
hate seems always following
can't tell if I can run, can't find my way outside
hate seems always following
can't tell if I should just run or hide
some people hold onto their misery
painted faces, warlike, they march on
feel the end near, blinding and screaming
for blood they'd do anything
got two tickets to Peridon, just can't sleep
I've got no reason to worry 'cause it's just a dream
on my way to the classroom
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