Somewhere in a dream
I'm still the person I used to be
As I fall back asleep
I'm still holdin' on to things out of reach
The sun on my face
No, it don't feel the same
What if the silence is somethin' that I'll grow to love?
What if the cryin' is there to remind me what was?
I feel most alive thinkin' about when I die
Plants, wilted and brown
The metaphor stings when I sleep on the couch
Love starts as a curse
That don't take its shape till you watch in reverse
The skin that I've traced (The skin that I've traced)
It don't feel the same
What if the silence is somethin' that I'll grow to love?
What if the cryin' is there to remind me what was?
I feel most alive thinkin' about when I die
I feel most alive thinkin' about when I die
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