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Glitter
Feel hot on my toes
Feel cold in my hands
The room is all smoke
That has formed in a man
My mind has gone off
In some far distant land
Forgot who I was
This what not in my plans
Who would have thought I would be where I am
How could I know I would fall for the dope
It's been all around since I was a kid
Would there have been any hope had I ran
This song stuck in my throat
Push it out but I keep
breaking the notes
Wish I was as strong as I hold all my weight
I'm a sad optimist floating away
Happiness seems so hard to reach
I just wish for content
Not the numb kind of days
Where I forget who I am and waste all my time
When I could have found myself some other way
Feel cold in my hands
The room is all smoke
That has formed in a man
My mind has gone off
In some far distant land
Forgot who I was
This what not in my plans
Who would have thought I would be where I am
How could I know I would fall for the dope
It's been all around since I was a kid
Would there have been any hope had I ran
This song stuck in my throat
Push it out but I keep
breaking the notes
Wish I was as strong as I hold all my weight
I'm a sad optimist floating away
Happiness seems so hard to reach
I just wish for content
Not the numb kind of days
Where I forget who I am and waste all my time
When I could have found myself some other way
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