I am convinced that I have died
Buried in my shallow thoughts
I forget to feel
No fears
I forget that I am breathing
Escaping from my skin
A breath of air
And I am left hollow again
Crawling across the floor
And up the wall
Knowing I can't catch it
No fears
I forget that I am breathing
And I am convinced
That I have died again
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They All Cry For You
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