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verse 1: my eyes are slowly closing
they resemble the sea of wheat
my hands are shaking and are going
to touch the colors on repeat
it does not seem to you,
it really looks like I'm not in myself
please, save my body review
i’m lost in a dream a milk elf
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chorus: my crying compressed mind was confused
by my own blood-scarlet hands
my ears have always odors abused
that twisted my fluffy strands
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and it seems i need to Go to the hospital
for quiet mentally ill people
my face has reached the level of pale-skeletal
the night whisper makes me cripple
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i don't want it to end
i don't want it to end
i don't want it to end
i don't want it to end
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verse 2: my ribs are digging in all around
and it makes them wear away to dust
my heart is falling in heels with sound
deep-deep, fast-fast
it's called the last stage of citrus disease
when you can sniff melodies through the teeth
when orange juice flows instead of tears
when you can see the taste of figs
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chorus: my crying compressed mind was confused
by my own blood-scarlet hands
my ears have always odors abused
that twisted my fluffy strands
Dm Bb A A#m
and it seems i need to Go to the hospital
for quiet mentally ill people
my face has reached the level of pale-skeletal
the night whisper makes me cripple
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