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A Step To Late And Maybe For Us Not Even a Push will do You've haunted my dreams I know you're real The perfect one The one that feels unreal Like a ghost you haunt Everything I do You make me feel self-consious Like an animal in a zoo If I could let you go That would be grand But right now I need to get my head out of the sand To face this reality around me I need tools A knife to cut this bond A mic to give me the power of song To barf up my feelings To a gawking world A can of perfume To hide the smell of imperfections And a dream catcher To get you out of my little head Now the dreams are chased out Like a pack of wolves Running from hunters That want the pelt of a life To make them feel whole I now realize That I'm me That I can live my life Happy and free All I need is a little piece of you Because it's afully lonely Without a piece Of you and your torment
