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Dimensions are shifting |
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Burning holes in my direction |
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The habit of lightness disintegrates |
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Reconciliation fails, |
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I'm passing by within a whisper |
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Everything appears a false delight |
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But in vain, |
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I turn away |
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For a moment we paused without a reason |
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Could there be another way? |
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In free fall, but rising to the ceiling |
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Now there's nothing left to feel |
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Obsession is hypnotising |
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It's so hard to look away |
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It's still unclear, if you are genuine |
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The door is locked and bolted |
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Somehow, you keep on reminding |
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As tensions ease, |
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I'm finding no relief |