Breathe. Breathe on me. Be like you used to be. Breathe on me. Move in me. Be like you used to be. Move in me. Move in me. . Be with me. Be like you used to be.
I am the shadow, and the smoke in your eyes. I am the ghost, that hides in the night. . Boom-lay boom-lay, boom!. . Boom-lay boom-lay, boom!. Boom-lay boom-lay, boom!.
It's 8 AM, this hell I'm in. Seems I've crossed a line again. For being nothing more than who I am. So break my bones and throw your stones. We all know that life ain't fair.
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