I'm gonna dangle my feet over the wire
Despite your despair, I'm going over to the other side
There's a break in the clouds where the crimson connects
Anticipate my demise, the world's different from up here
Misery in the come down, when i come down from here
Are we tangled in each other, or placed in between?
Like a stone, or stones throw away from falling
I think I fell into a strange play with wandering limbs
And eager hands
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I think I fell, I think I fell into a strange play with wandering limbs
And eager hands