drowning down in
our own pool of life
taking it as we need it
leaving it a cloudy
a cloudy perfect
mess of imperffection
finding it isnt as
hard as it looks
holding it ,
you better think fast
what do we do
how do we hold on
its gonaa be alright
trust me now
believe in me
slipping, falling
away , in to the
dark cold night
no hands to hold
left in the cold
who'l will save us
its only me and you
now
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