Two sugars, I like it sweet

My heart is a little sore
So much time spent on a long, dark path to nowhere fast
My faith is frayed,
and reality seems stranger than my dreams
It is too harsh, let the fantasy take flight
Just once or twice, to keep me alive
I've always felt safer in my dreams

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