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Something in the way that you're staring into me
Has got me blinded
On me when I change, on me when I stay the same
And I'm reminded
Try to make a plan, but it shatters in your hands
All the pieces
Never understand it, so I'm lying here and staring
At the ceiling
Warm
Air
