Needles
The cake sale
Under my cloud,
Out of my hands:
Lost in a feeling
That I can't get out of.
Out of my hands:
Lost in a feeling
That I can't get out of.
Wondering why.
Wasting our time.
Wasting all I love
In the shiny side of my life.
I don't need you near me
So chemical and ____
I don't need you near me. Oh.
Under my hand,
Out of my head:
Lost in confusion
I can't say we're out yet
Under the light.
What if I died?
What if halfway though
I turn around and change my mind?
I don't need you near me
So chemical and ____
I don't need you near me. Oh.
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