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There is no dream
So wake up, run your lips across your fingers til you find
Some scent of yourself that you can hold up high
To remind yourself that you didn't die
On a day that was so crappy, whole and happy you're alive
And you seem so bruised
And it's beautiful as it's reflecting off from you as it shines
You're in the bathroom carving holiday designs into yourself
Hoping no one would find you, but they found you, and they took you
And you somehow survived
There is no dream
So wake up, and if the holidays don't hollow out your eyes
Then press yourself against whatever you find
to be beautiful and trembling with life
Because I'm so happy you didn't die