Everything’s so blurry and everyone's so fake, everybody’s empty and everything is so messed up preoccupied without you
my whole world surrounds you I stumble and I crawl and you could be my someone you can be my scene
you know that I’ll protect you from all of the obscene I wonder what your doing imagine where you are ...
can you take it all away ... ?
-puddle of mud -
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