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Been sitting so long thought I forgot how to walk
In the midst of all the stillness there's a new kind of knock
Knock knock on my head not not on the bed
Pull the covers sleeping underneath a blanket of dread

Night time right time
every living thing
every feather finger fin
(wrong line, wrong kind)
Minutes in between
Push us further from the sea

(A, A)
(B, B)
(CCTV)

Elementary high
university why
After school it's up to you
To fabricate all the lies

Close the window blinds
stick to only your kind
Strength in numbers
means your just another number in line

Unsaid undead
talking in our sleep
Resolutions we can't keep
Unfed unread
slipping in the deep
Never sowing what we reap

Just say goodbye to the crisis.
The sweet life.
Just say goodbye to the phases.
The sweet life.

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