tumbling falling losing control, breath...slipping sliding tearing breaking, breath....you see there's this cold spot on my bed at night ..and it's fridgid air is creeping up my spine,goosbumps and teardrops..i'm stuck to my shirt...i know i'm loved from to far away,i know i can't everything i want but how much can i take..tonite i wanna trash talk
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