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A trail of fog and vapour |
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It beads upon the green |
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Under a cloud of doubt |
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The rain begins to freeze |
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I pull apart the trauma |
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And push against gravity |
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I'm feeling stuck between these frequencies |
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When someone tries to calm me |
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I turn away in fear |
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The past is shaking my foundation |
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I sweep the floors each morning |
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I sweep it underneath |
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What I'm feeling doesn't seem so clear |
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Everywhere I go I'm not breathing |
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And do I know why I'm doing? |
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Are you in my way? Why am I bleeding? |
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Everyone I know is past believing |
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Everywhere I go, everyone I know |
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Sweep it every day, sweep it all away |
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Abandon memory |
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A lost identity |
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And moving at a glacial pace |
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The static scraping sound |
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Of an intermittent town |
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Change the channel of this empty space |
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Everywhere I go I'm not breathing |
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And do I know why I'm doing? |
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Everywhere I go, everyone I know |
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Sweep it every day, sweep it all away |
