Parkwood - Stability | Текст песни

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I'm losing sleep
I'm growing weak
At the thought of finding me
I'm incomplete
I'm on my knees
Begging for you to hear me

The hardest concepts to believe

Are the things we cannot see
Holding grudges to help us sleep
For a sense of stability

I'll bend til I break
(I can feel it crawling)

There's no saving me

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