whenever I close my eyes,
I'd fall into the clutches of dreams.
dreams, I'd rather be without,
dreams, I can't seem to forget...
not even when I sleep,
peace and quiet comes my way.
my mind can never be at ease,
there's always another matter,
taken the place of the former,
and I know, Im just waiting for the newt.
so i end up lying,
doing nothing but fighting the sleep.
(to UNI Love, amateur band.)
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