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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Holden Frederick Moore Wilson
Songwriter
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Love my friends
Feeling numb 'til the night's end
I'm not that cold
But I know nobody wants to see me like this
Expecting snow
But this spell is wearing thin
It bends
Here monsters do exist
Watch as I fall victim
Observe and truly sit
Will you / won't you make it?
Hang the sun by a thread
Take too long and spin your head
Now it makes sense
But being dealt a tough hand's only half of it
Now just breathe
There's only one thing that can get you up and out of it
Vase of violets for my health
Wish you hadn't dried them out
But a tough hand's only half of it
I know what I must do but have yet to win
Written by: Holden Frederick Moore Wilson