Scream me something beautiful.
Scream me something real.
Show me that I’m alive in this body where everything seems so unreal.
Too many plastic smiles; too many hopeless dreams.
Scream to me; wake me from this nightmare.
Wont you scream to me, in your beautiful way.
Scream to me & tell me that I’m okay…
Now that she’s dead & gone they say she was never real.
They try to tell me lies & fill my head with what they feel.
Can’t they see this coming?
Can’t they see me now?
Scream to me; wake me from this nightmare.
Wont you scream to me, in your beautiful way.
Scream to me & tell me that I’m okay…
They say “yeah she’s a screamer”.
They say “yeah, she’s no good”.
Can’t they see that she is falling?
Can’t they see that she’s not here?
He’s taken her far away now; where everything is real.
& it’s the last time they’ll hear her say…
Scream to me; wake me from this nightmare.
Wont you scream to me, in your beautiful way.
Scream to me & tell me that I’m okay…
Just tell me that I’m okay…
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