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I am isolating, I get my communication from an overdue hospital bill I can't afford to pay so I hide it Under a stack of things I'd rather not yet deal with I bury into another show stream into my head and eyes watch as I die Touch and go My finger's on my pulse My hands are stretched Underneath my nose Watch me fold My finger's on the response message watching the cursor float I am isolating in every corner of my house It's not pretty and it feels like I'm locked In myself Did you expect me to get on my knees And beg for you? Let's cut a deal Let me know If I'm alive or if I've choked I can't see your face So I just go and guess if I'm breathing Touch and go My finger's on my pulse My hands are stretched Underneath my nose To see if I'm breathing I take a step and collapse I'll never understand it I'll never see you again Is this the way you planned it? I am nothing special Just an emotional vessel so covers up Hide myself
Writer(s): Stephanie Kathleen Knipe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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