Paroles de Persian Song
In a cool cool room,A room without a window
A door is there to enter,
enter into neverland
I try to separate the real from the unreal
They run together into nothing,
Something's coming
Tonight I go under to see,
What shape my watcher will be
Tonight I go under to see, tonight I bleed
In a vacant dormitory
The floors are made of wood
The plaster tells a different story
A quiet boy climbs into noise
I try to separate the real from the unreal
They run together into nothing
Something's coming
Tonight I go under to see,
What shape my watcher will be
Tonight I go under to see, tonight I bleed
The man with the truth chair
He found a river that runs there All the way this time, all the way this time
Something's coming
Tonight I go under to see,
What shape my watcher will be
Tonight I go under to see, tonight I bleed
In a vacant dormitory
The floors are made of wood
The plaster tells a different story
A quiet boy climbs into noise
I try to separate the real from the unreal
They run together into nothing
Something's coming
Tonight I go under to see,
What shape my watcher will be
Tonight I go under to see, tonight I bleed
The man with the truth chair
He found a river that runs there All the way this time, all the way this time
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