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Ease your breath, untie my hands Release my neck, if you can You don't have to be like that Don't be afraid, there's nothing strange It's not a trap But there's cars coming closer And I think they're trying to run me over Poisoning my food And putting drugs inside my water There's ghosts in my house And I can taste blood in my mouth Don't be afraid, I'm not insane Just irrational, but isn't that the same?
Writer(s): Robin Skinner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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