
Where’s my castle
So many dreams on the shelf
Nothing but a big hassle
No more tears to be cried
Everything has been tried
Looking for all the reasons
To justify all the hurt inside
All hopes are on the stars
What a pleasant dream
Mirror, Mirror on the wall
Where's my black knight
Always putting up a fight
With eyes that melt
With heartache felt
Never letting go
What a pleasent dream
Mirror, Mirror on the wall
Can dreams come true?
Tortured through and through
Need to breath
Need to be free
Cut my wrists
Turns and Twists
What a pleasent dream
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