Talk to Me

:

And I've lived this life
That you've given to me
And soon you'll be gone
So talk to me
Talk to me

Those cells,
those tubes
Not veins
They're not you

That pride
That pulse
Let go
Let's talk

And We'll
Be Alright
Wait and See
We'll be alright
Eventually

As it knocks
We look away
But not tomorrow
Not today

Why now?
What's the cause?
What did I do?
How us?

And We'll
Be Alright
Wait and See
We'll be alright
Eventually

(end here, drifting wood is the feeling)

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