these little pieces of my mind
tell me something on every night
corrupted and are never true
i can hear them in my head before night is through

but these are just mine...

drunken lullabies
nothing feels right
but here i am telling these tales
to my self on every night
drunken lullabies
from deep dark in my mind
where they come, where they go
i dont know, woo-oo-oo-oo-o

dont know do they look like little men
no pills can kill or harm them
back of my head i hear them talk
they steal my mind and hide it with a cloak

but these are just mine...

drunken lullabies
nothing feels right
but here i am telling these tales
to my self on every night
drunken lullabies
from deep dark in my mind
where they come, where they go
i dont know, woo-oo-oo-oo-o

i just wanna be free
and see my own dreams
i dont wanna see what they tell me
cause nothing is what it seems

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