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Lyrics
When I was a child I lay in my bed Consumed by the constant nightmares Twitching and shaking, holding my head Absorbed by the fears And all that I need is some therapy Someone to hear what I must say Begging for those to listen For no one else will And this therapy is temporary If I can't save myself Then who will save me I must go on, writing this dying man's will When I grew old and sick in this bed Slipping out of consciousness Waking for needles to lay me to rest Being nursed to death I am reaching out Time is growing short I'm looking for help Is there nothing else that I can do?
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Song Details
- Duration
- 04:14
- Key
- 2
- Tempo
- 113 BPM