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We wasted so many truths / that we depend / on getting by / another lie… / I hear the end / the end of trauma slowly setting in, / my body seems to stop and freeze.
Stop! Stop breathing, imagine none of this is real.
A simple crowd makes a movement on my space. / I’m lashing out, / I’m crashing down / on all the people in my way, / I’m banning all of these habits from this place… / This place is ruined, been affected / after all the time I paid.
Stop! Stop breathing, imagine none of this is real.
Moving on to someone else / you’re always open with yourself, / but no one / I talk to no one.
Always falling short of help / I choose to take this by myself / and go / and I just go.
Stop! Stop breathing, imagine none of this is real...
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…Y no dejas aire que respirar. No te muevas, no respires. No rompas nada..
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