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This was more than a dream catcher
This was my own dream snatcher
A thief that stool and ran
before the dream even began

Used to have colors from red to purple
One day a genius, the next a fool
Now It's meaningless and blank
And I dont know who to thank

My mind is starting to get lazy
The only thought is to act crazy
Throwing things across the room
Putting others threw horrid doom

I find no point in finding sleep
The snatcher knows just when to creep
I know the cure but is it worth it
The thief and murderer wont be acquit