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Giving your life up for a dream It’s so stupid the way your eyes gleam No longer living But not yet dying You see it as a fantasy, not me It’s an apocalyptic mass of crying Don’t ask me to support you Because you have the faith of so few What does your dream mean? How far would you really go? Give it your soul, a river of blood flow Such a beautiful lie you've told How many souls have you sold? You've changed so much I don't know what to believe The web of lies you continue to weave But what if I didn't just stand down? Didn't give blood for your crown? Would you feel it inside? The slow decay of your fantasy That even you can no longer see
