All day I dream about suicide
All Day I Dream About Suicide
I see a guy lying over there
He was a 17-year old boy, now he’s dead
That’s what the autopist said
There are a lot of tensions; of that he isn’t aware
Slowly I looked at him, and saw his face
He had blue eyes and blond hair
He was ugly and first I didn’t care
After a while I saw myself lying there, in disgrace
Suddenly I woke up and cried
It was only a bad dream
I tried not to think of it, at least, I tried
At these times I just want to scream
So that I lose all my fright
And I can be with you in my next dream
I see a guy lying over there
He was a 17-year old boy, now he’s dead
That’s what the autopist said
There are a lot of tensions; of that he isn’t aware
Slowly I looked at him, and saw his face
He had blue eyes and blond hair
He was ugly and first I didn’t care
After a while I saw myself lying there, in disgrace
Suddenly I woke up and cried
It was only a bad dream
I tried not to think of it, at least, I tried
At these times I just want to scream
So that I lose all my fright
And I can be with you in my next dream
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| Auteur: ††Robin†† | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: michris | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 19 december 2006 | ||
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