
I'll scream till I'm bleeding
and I will crush through the ceiling
No you don't know
What I'm feeling
And that I'm dying
Trying, trying
I'm screamin' on the top of the world
But I don't think I can be heard
by you, you
Could it be you never will
Could it be I have to kill
This dream that makes me ill
and I will crush through the ceiling
No you don't know
What I'm feeling
And that I'm dying
Trying, trying
I'm screamin' on the top of the world
But I don't think I can be heard
by you, you
Could it be you never will
Could it be I have to kill
This dream that makes me ill
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