Staring at holes on the wall
Similar to my punctured lungs
Comfortable with indecency
But I've been built to please
The surface is all right
But it's cold inside
A hollow room
Oh, cabin fever
I'm withering in this wind
That glides me to a dense sea
I had settled underwater
But now I'm gasping for air
The surface is all right
But it's cold underneath
A blanket of rain clouds
How it looms over me
I don't want to leave
I don't want to leave this place
I don't want to break
I don't want to break this fence
But it's cold underneath
A blanket of rain clouds
How it looms over me
I'm withering in this wind

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