| Noose... |
I'm floating lonely...
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Nothing there to catch me as I drift by, fading slowly...
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A chemical world with kaleidescope eyes...
.
And still I'm floating lonely.
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Breathing smoke, but blowing cold and softly.
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I'll make your world into this magic of mine.
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Every whisper fading from a dying memory...
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You, too, will soon be floating...
.
You, too, are floating lonely...
.
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Dear Diary,
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Am I fading slowly?