Theatre of Misery

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Reach out your hand inside my chest so I may rest. Caress the wound upon my heart that's tearing me apart You're in my dreams eternally, now join my reality. Come sit beside a bleeding soul n' try to make it whole. Let your eyes embrace with mine, let them combine. Block the view of hopelessness n' screaming emptiness. Touch my thoughts feel the pain n' throw it down the drain. Light up my world the forever night, shine for me so bright. The curtain might fall before the play is over it might put an end to this tragedy. Cause you are my lines, you are my words and I forgot what to say in this theatre of misery.