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"When panic grips your body and your heart is a hummingbird; raven thoughts blacken your mind until you're breathing in reverse. All your friends and sedatives mean well but make it worse. Every reassurance just magnifies the doubt. Better find yourself a place to level out.
A cocaine soul starts seeming like an empty cabaret: "Hey, where have all the dancers gone?" Now the music doesn't play... Tried to listen to the river but you couldn't shut your mouth.
I never thought of running - my feet just led the way. So I'm headed for New England or the Paris of the South. Find myself somewhere to level out.
All this death must need a counterweight - always someone born again: First a mother bathes her child then the other way around. The scales always find a way to level out.
I tried to pass for nothing but my dreams gave me away... It is an old world, it's hard to remember, like a dime store mystery. I'm a repeat first time offender who has rewritten history.
Mixed up tea leaves. Phantom pain."
A cocaine soul starts seeming like an empty cabaret: "Hey, where have all the dancers gone?" Now the music doesn't play... Tried to listen to the river but you couldn't shut your mouth.
I never thought of running - my feet just led the way. So I'm headed for New England or the Paris of the South. Find myself somewhere to level out.
All this death must need a counterweight - always someone born again: First a mother bathes her child then the other way around. The scales always find a way to level out.
I tried to pass for nothing but my dreams gave me away... It is an old world, it's hard to remember, like a dime store mystery. I'm a repeat first time offender who has rewritten history.
Mixed up tea leaves. Phantom pain."