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Held up here, it's a fear
And space don't take my mind
A cloudy wake, it's a young
That I'm in
I see when I filled with sleep
It's a golden of mine
But when I rise my morning eyes
It's all

Wait, don't drown it in the
Taste, the feeling of a fever
All in all I need to get me

I still stir, a war of words
I'm a maker of my
I feeble man a broken plan
Oh I'm
Make my bed on the great
And my sends me low
I stood fair, but you still there
So you've

Wait, don't drown it in the
Taste, the feeling of a soul
All in all I need to get me