I'm running out of my time,I'm running out of breathAnd now it's getting, so I can't sleep at nightin the day, feel like deathI'm getting in far too deep,I feel them closing inI've got to say that I'm scared,I know they'll winEven so, I'm preparedDo you believe, what you hearCan you believe, what you seeDo you believe, what you feelCan you believeWhat is real?FuturealWhat is real?Whenever anyone seemsto treat me like a freakIt makes me see I'm the only one who feelsThat I know what is realSometimes it feels like a gameof deadly hide and seekAnd when you're reading this, then I will be goneMaybe then, you will seeDo you believe, what you hearCan you believe, what you seeDo you believe, what you feelCan you believeWhat is real?FuturealWhat is real?FuturealDo you believe, what you hearCan you believe, what you seeDo you believe, what you feelCan you believeWhat is real?FuturealWhat is real?FuturealWhat is real?FuturealWhat is real?Futureal
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