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It seems sometimes
That it slips
And it slides away from me
The more I try
The less it fits
The less it fits
Inside my mind, I want to catch
I want to catch you
But I'm stumbling just like you
So won¡¯t you try
To catch me
Just before I take the fall

And every time I'm hits
My flushes right on of the blue
I'm trying hard to keep
Myself together squeezing trough

I catch (agyps?)
Of the fuzz
Spinning round inside my mind
I¡¯m looking for
Just one thing
To make me live this pain

And every time I'm hits
My flushes right on of the blue
I'm trying hard to keep
Myself together mixing trough

And every time I'm hits
My flushes right on of the blue
I'm trying hard to keep
Myself together squeezing trough

I want to catch
I want to catch you
But I'm stumbling just like you
So won't you try
To catch me
Just before I take the fall

And every time I'm hits
My flushes right on of the blue
I'm trying hard to keep
Myself together squeezing trough

And every time I'm hits
My flushes right on of the blue
I'm trying hard to keep
Myself together..

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Optic Nerve
Caesars



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