Don't Let It Get To You Were Just Dreaming Up A Storm No Need To Get Defensive And Feel Any Bit Of Scorn Just Let Us Have Our Pillows And Our Scilent Nights We'll Dream Without Arguing Or Having Any Fights The Last Thing We Need Is To Make Noise But Singing Allways Helps You Would Kill For That Feeling The Way We Felt The Peace Filled The Room And All Anger Was Lifted From Us A Calm You May Call It But We Call It Pure Bliss
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