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Sometimes I can't tell what's real or fake
Can't tell if I'm asleep or awake
If I'm dreaming please wake me
If I'm awake please take me
Up, up, up into space
Disappear without a trace
My shoulders stress from the pain
Trade my tears for the rain
For if this is truly our world
Hate, sin, greed unfurled
Then take it away, I fold
For all the glitter was just fools gold