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A cold wind blowsright through him
While life is slipping away
Too weak he slowly gives in
While others empty the tray
Is that you call being free?
This creeping numbness inside
To go beyond what we see
To find a safe place to hide
The world is dragging you down
Your head is spinning around
The world is dragging you down
Your head just spins around
And when the walls close you in
You wish you were someboby else
You feel like you don't fit in
And run away from yourself
