I remember when, I was told a story of
Crushed velvet, candle wax and dried up flowers
The figure on the bed, all dressed up in roses,
Calling鈥� beckoning to sleep鈥�. offering a dream.
The words were as mystical as
Purring animals
The circle of rage鈥�
The ghosts on the stage appeared
Time was so tangible
I'll never let it go
Ghost stories handed down,
Reached secret tunnels below
No one could see me
I fell in to yesterday
Our dreams seemed not far away
I want to, I want to, I want to stay
I fell into fantasy
The words were as mystical as
Purring animals
The circle of rage鈥�
The ghosts on the stage appeared
Time was so tangible
I'll never let it go
Ghost stories handed down,
Reached secret tunnels below
No one could see me
I fell in to yesterday
Our dreams seemed not far away
I want to, I want to, I want to stay
I fell into fantasy
The girl on the wall's always waiting for me
And she is always smiling
And the teenage death boys
And the teenage death girls鈥�
And everyone was dancing
Nothing could touch us then,
No one could change us then,
Everyone was dancing
Nothing could hurt us then,
No one could see us then ,
And everyone was dancing
Everyone was dancing
No one could see me
I fell in to yesterday
Our dreams seemed not far away
I want to, I want to, I want to stay
I fell into fantasy
Our dreams seemed not far away(x3)
I fell into fantasy
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