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i'm really not sure about this whole life thing. But nothing matters anyway i guess
A lost one- floating, gliding, drifting
falling from realization to epiphany,
tripping 'till the sun goes down.
Don't try and stop me
never leave me
don't imagine for a second
I could ever keep this up.
But i'll keep floating,
until I start to drown.