Sleep deprived
Mind cries//
It moans and tears
with hopes and fears//
I cannot sleep
for sleep is weak//
why close my eyes?
to find surprise?//
I'll find a dream
A dream supreme//
and in this dream, no one fights
In this dream, there are no lies//
In a dream, you walk hard streets
and not be killed in concrete//
What a beautiful dream with no wars
In a perfect dream there are no poor//
Instead she cires, a girl forlorn
Easy to buy, a dirty whore//
Poor girl, cry no more
Busch says this is what we are fighting for...//

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