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I drag you under like you fell a thousand feet,
My hands will always pull you down,
They're the hands of gravity,
I will face the facts,
That you won't come back,
These cuts are far too deep.

I am everything that you don't need,
I am everything that you don't need.

Well a part of me is lost at sea,
Where the tides are far too strong,
And the air i breathe,
Will suffocate my lungs.

What have i become.

There are questions i always tend to ask myself,
Why i am who i am,
Instead of being someone else,
And all this time life is a line,
We're all queuing up to die,
With no answers why.
With no answers why.

Well a part of me is lost at sea,
Where the tides are far too strong,
And the air i breathe,
Will suffocate my lungs.

Well a part of me is lost at sea,
Where the tides are far too strong,
And the air i breathe,
Will suffocate my lungs.

What have i become.

What have i become.
What have i become.
What have i become.
What have i become.

And the air i breathe,
Will suffocate my lungs.
Well a part of me is lost at sea,
Where the tides are far too strong,
And the air i breathe,
Will suffocate my lungs.

What have i become.

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