visions dancing in my head views of light and reflections of red
i close my eyes to find the escape, pull me tords habits i can not break
how loud do i need to be for you to notice me, how much longer till my breathe runs dry
thinking thinking clearing clearing bring me a state
mountains erupting and ice sickles falling, everything is weakening
calm my blood and freeze the look on your face, covered up in an image i cant erase
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