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never never land
im walking through a mirror
into never never land
i notice theres no talking here
time flows through an hour glass that ran out of sand
the air feels like liquid
its filling up my lungs
you walked through the mirror too?
don't listen to the walls with there wagging tongues
why are the portrait eyes moving?
my face is looking like wax,melting
at this game, im losing
why is the room tilting
funhouse mirrors
oh such fun
i wish i could see clearer
but that cant be done
you used to know me
not anymore
i decided to
strike a brand new chord
its at this point
i decide
i was born to be nobody
in this never never land
now the walls are closeing in
its getting hard to see
as the ligjhts dim
in this darkness
i can be
me
into never never land
i notice theres no talking here
time flows through an hour glass that ran out of sand
the air feels like liquid
its filling up my lungs
you walked through the mirror too?
don't listen to the walls with there wagging tongues
why are the portrait eyes moving?
my face is looking like wax,melting
at this game, im losing
why is the room tilting
funhouse mirrors
oh such fun
i wish i could see clearer
but that cant be done
you used to know me
not anymore
i decided to
strike a brand new chord
its at this point
i decide
i was born to be nobody
in this never never land
now the walls are closeing in
its getting hard to see
as the ligjhts dim
in this darkness
i can be
me
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