look me in the eyes
look into my eyes
tell me no lies
grab my hand
pull me out of this quicksand
i feel like i’m suffocating
should i be concentrating
what do i do
are you confused too
should i stay
it’s the middle of the day
and nothing seemed to dense
this is all way too intense
just lay down and rest your head
it’s time for bed
it seems like a cave
don’t make me your slave
give me a chance
buy me those pants
i can’t handle the heat
yet you seem to have me beat
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