I know your body's like a cloud
Floating around the softer side of things you know
I know you like to let it out
For me it's just a kind of pressure coming out

Oh no...
How did it come to this?
Making your way back home
Thinking "Oh no...
Why does it look like this?"
I'm trying to break the code

I bet there's something in the air
A tiny drug to keep our bodies unaware
There's little fractures wearing out
For me it's nothing but the numbers adding up

Oh no...
How did it come to this?
Making your way back home
Thinking "Oh no...
Why does it look like this?"
I'm trying to break the code

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