I turned out the light
I turned off the light because the darkness felt right the time I think the farther I sink you know me so well that's why the first time I fell I don't think I'm falling but what if I am before I can blink to you I link I need to clear my mind but you've got me in a bind always there it's not fair how can I breathe when there's a chance you'll leave
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