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Drifting away from you
Pinning down to the pinpoint drop of isolation
In a spell, walking away from the fire
That keeps my heart from turning to ice

Golden feet grace the surface of the sea
Sinking deeper i view them from underneath
Flailing, kicking as i head for the deep
I question a hypothetical lead supper
Oh, god receive my outstretched hand

Will, i inhale the blue
Spinning down upon the glass, a ghost towards realization
Of a cell enclosing the hauntings of a past
That blind the eyes and rust the heart

Golden feet grace the surface of the sea
Sinking deeper i view them from underneath
Flailing, kicking as i head for the deep
I question a hypothetical lead supper
Oh god receive my outstretched hand

So i fell, i need you to take my hand
And keep my heart from ice

Golden feet grace the surface of the sea
Sinking deeper i view them from underneath
Golden feet grace the surface of the sea
Sinking deeper i view them from underneath
Flailing, kicking as i head for the deep

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