If I died would you cry?
Will you be there to catch me if I slide?
Would you find me if I ever have to hide...
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From the monsters under my bed..
From the evil that scares me following me inside my head...
From the troubles that worry my mind?
Will you still like me if you found I was a different kind?
All of the questions and answers I’m trying to find
All I know is…
Inside of you I have found the love that dizzies my mind.