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All alone, I feel the stars and moonshine on my nose.
Should've known I'd end up this way waiting for you.
See in my head, I'm fueling all the thoughts that keep me down.
Feeling brown, I'm spiraling and don't know how to feel.

But I don't feel that much anymore. I don't feel anything.
And I don't need that touch anymore. It don't mean what it seems.

With all the things you get when you put chords in place of dreams.
They go away, will end up, effortlessly without you.
The sun beat down, and makes marks on my skin and sure I feel,
that feeling brown would be much better than this drowning.

But I don't feel that much anymore. I don't feel anything, and I don't need that touch anymore.
It don't mean what it seems.

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