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My dream girl don't exist  

At the age of 5 she slit her wrist  

She didn't know that I'd be hanging around  

So her parents buried her in the ground  

And this day I can still hear the sound  

Of a life in outer space  

My dream girl don't exist  

Just you and I and this TV  

And this illness seems to feel so strange  

Like a henchmen that's about to hang  

The moon up like a ball and chain  
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And set its sands ablaze  
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And the wait is waiting on  
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Build the world so real and strong  
 

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My dream girl don't exist  

Just her photograph in a history book  

And I believe she had a voice and name  

Three children on the coast of Maine  

Their life was in a hurricane  

Of life and real embrace  

My dream girl don't exist  

At the age of 5 she slit her wrist  

She didn't know that I'd be hanging around  

So one day she took a stroll to town  

And walked in front of a Greyhound bound  
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For New York central state  
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And the wait is waiting on  
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And the wait is waiting on  
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Build the world so real and strong  
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She goes and now she knows she'll never be afraid