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The primal part of me is pulling me away
like a man in the wasteland,
heading to my grave
I'm whistling a tune, you can hear me sing and sway
Come a little closer, I won't bite you, not today.
Not today.
Not today.
No no no
Every one I love is pushing me away
Living by the blade never get no pay
And tangled in webs we weave, I dare not say
of how I
came to be this way
Cause in my dreams
I'm swimming through the streams
And in my mind's eye
I'm flying through the sky
Yeah in my dreams
I'm swimming through the streams
And in my mind's eye
I'm flying through the sky