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untitled 2 (the unbearably isolating
feeling of hiding)
you're out in the open
i'm here all alone
i wanna touch it
i wanna feel cold

rush...

my mind is piping
your body is dust
this is so frightening
i don't know who to trust
untitled 2 (the unbearably isolating feeling of hiding)
you're out in the open
i'm here all alone
i wanna touch it
i wanna feel cold

rush...

my mind is piping
your body is dust
this is so frightening
i don't know who to trust