What if I have lost myself?
And I am no longer there to tell?
What if my thoughts crush me to the ground?
Be quiet, don't you make a sound
It feels like you're there
But you're so far away
It actually feels like home
So hold me, hold me
Hold me so tight
I won't be affected by
The gravity of my choices
So hold me so I can stay with you
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