Trying to get those feelings back from the day we happened to chat I just hold my breath inside hoping you come to me and spend the night Why all these happening in my dreams the realm of senses I'm like a fiend I ran away from you today soon I'll be coming to you again
I already know it's not romantic I shouldn't ask no more to myself think I'm obsessed with it I already know I lost my rhythm though I shouldn't ask no more to myself think I'm obsessed with it
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You're living in complexity always thinking, sitting down heavily You can't fly oh you can't runaway, you're wings folded shouldn't be that way You said you need your rhythm back but if you lie down when are they coming back In your REMs hopefully you can see but after you wake up those visions seem to flee
