"No Reality" genre: Punk
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	CD: Wonderland 70 Credits: Derek Worth
	Lyrics Wasted children looking nowhere. Sidewalk surfing, Bodies moving. Time out. Something happened to me. Call it freedom. Call it freedom. No child ever came up to me and said, "Please would you sell me a dream." Last night I was totally sane, But the doctor told me I was to blame. This is my poem. Does it speak to you? In this old cold sin, Can it still be true. Wasted children looking nowhere. Sidewalk surfing, Bodies moving. Time out. Something happened to me. Call it freedom. Call it freedom. We held your hand. You were trying to see, Making your last stand, Full of energy. Out of our time, You were still that free. We're doing fine. No Reality. Wasted children looking nowhere. Sidewalk surfing, Bodies moving. Time out. Something happened to me. Call it freedom. Call it freedom. We held your hand. You were trying to see, Making your last stand, Full of energy. Out of our time, You were still that free. We're doing fine. No Reality. No Reality. No Reality. No Reality. No Reality. No Reality. No Reality. No Reality. No Reality. No child ever came up to me and said, "Please would you sell me a dream." Last night I was totally sane, But the doctor told me I was to blame. No Reality. No Reality. No Reality. No Reality. No Reality. No Reality. No Reality. No Reality.

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