Coriolis - Hypothetical Life | Текст песни

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Nights filled with sadness drive me to madness.
Unlock the memories that run through my head.
My past and present feel most unpleasant.
I wake up only to stay in my bed.
Tears can't be shed.

Illusions corrupting my view
Bringing my thoughts back to you
Then every morning it cuts like a knife
It's my hypothetical life.

My fear is unspoken, my heart is broken.
I am the victim of choices unmade.
It's not realistic,
I'm just sadistic.
I feel reality starting to fade.
My sweet charade.

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