It seems sometimes that it slips and it slides away from me the more I try, the less it fits the less it fits inside my mind I wanna catch, I wanna catch you but I'm stumbling just like you so won't you try to catch me just before I take the fall and every time I'm hit my flesh is right on the blue I'm trying hard to keep myself together squeezing through I catch a glimpse of the thoughts spinning round inside my mind I'm looking for the just one thing to make me leave this place and every time I'm hit my flesh is right on the blue I'm trying hard to keep myself together squeezing through and every time I'm hit my flesh is right on the blue I'm trying hard to keep myself together squeezing through I wanna catch, I wanna catch you but I'm stumbling just like you so wont you try to catch me just before I take the fall and every time...
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