My fingers are becoming dense
After the days of incapable falling
You are deep in something
It is danger
But you are looking around
You are my reflection
It is stranger
And i want to live in there now
Fire is in another sun
My skin begins blowing
You are deep in something
It is danger
But you are looking around
You are my reflection
It is stranger
And i want to live in there now
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