Take your insipid distractions
wherever you kind find them
wherever you kind find them
Draw the curtains tight
Blast the artificial light
Get immersed in the fairy tale
with all the hokey symbolism
cynics will surely mock
Their suffocating world of gray
polluted with jaded sarcasm
is a toxic waste land anyway
Dreams don't need heavy substance
or happiness draining reality validation
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