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She is feeling so lonely with this pain in her head she is wearing straight... sheīd like to be dead HELP Why doesnīt anybody help her Why doesnīt anybody free her She canīt stand it anymore She knows the stuff, dreams are made of She canīt get enough of what dreams are made of
And the pills did not help her she needs harder stuff she wantīs it so badly she canīt get enough Love Why doesnīt anybody love her Why doesnīt anybody free her There is only one cure She knows The stuff, dreams are made of She canīt get enough of what dreams are made of (Instrumental)
She knows the stuff, dreams are made of She canīt get enough of what dreams are made of
She is feeling so lonely with this pain in her head she is wearing straight ... sheīd like to be dead HELP Why doesnīt anybody help her Why doesnīt anybody free her She canīt stand it anymore She knows the stuff, dreams are made of She canīt get enough of what dreams are made of
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