Bits of other people keep running into me

They say you know just who you are

I am getting pulled into shadows that surround

I see you sitting on your cold star



Help me i'm merging into all

I used to dream i was this tall

My new eye is opening up to black and gold

Everything is turning out the same

Everything is turning out the same



When i'm coming down there are buzzes in my ears

I can feel them floating around

All the walls are shaking

'cause they were never real

Sweet to see things falling apart

Help me i'm merging into all

I used to dream i was this small

And my new eyes opening up to black and gold

Everything is turning out the same

Same same same same same same same same...



All the walls are shaking

'cause they were never real



Help me i'm

Same same same same same same same same...


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