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[Photo] It’s the glare from the reflection
Making patterns in your eyes
It’s the looking back in anger
With every second slipping by
Undertow has come to take me
Got it by the blazing sun
Look at everything around us
And look at everything we’ve done
There’s a tiny little window
Swarms of locust fill the sky
Maybe I just disappear
If I can keep my head above the tide
Please, anyone
I don’t think I can save myself
I’m drowning here
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