There is no pain, you are receding A distant ships smoke on the horizon You are only coming through in waves Your lips move but I cant hear what youre sayin When I was a child I had a fever My hands felt just like two balloons Now I got that feeling once again I cant explain, you would not understand This is not how I am I have become comfortably numb There is no pain, you are receding A distant ships smoke on the horizon You are only coming through in waves Your lips move but I cant hear what you're sayin When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse Out of the corner of my eye I turned to look but it was gone I cannot put my finger on it now The child is grown, the dream is gone I have become comfortably numb
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