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Pinch of the minds that I cannot see I miss the way it used to be All at once my, head's in a mess Stay too quiet they get restless I can lie to anyone but myself Last track of attack, first form of defence One is one and two is too much When I clench my teeth I know I have enough Where can I hide? Out on the high plain, the barren plateau When you call for help, you know you are alone I got what wanted now I'm sick of it So I can throw myself away, bit by bit It's like a dream that went badly wrong Now I can't wake up because I've slept too long Now I'll have to sleep for ever more Fantasy is all right, but in reality it's a bore Where can I hide? From Letras Mania