Finger tips tremble
Head shakes
Hands clapping
Feet tapping
The sound of the bass
Spracked
All these things I used to be
In the future I won't be
I don't fear for I can't die
Who is here to create me
Climb about my soul
Hi
My body has taken a toll
Haunting
Tempting
Calling
Wanting
Dying for me
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