Walk up stairs to take it in slowly,
While there's still courage to speak
Then with all the sweat on my chest
I just stand there.
Just letting the breeze outside let me cool
But it freezes me a bit
If a stick could relax me,
maybe I would've taken some.
But that wasn't me.
So I had to go through a possible cold
Then light peeps from underneath the door.
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