I need to be respectful
coz after all, she kept me alive
Its just that we need to talk now
the old machinery that protected me
now threatens my life
and I've been holding on so long
I don't know if I can be strong enough
...smoothing out the folds
of my life
would I fade?
She tosses her tangles
like a clutter of thoughts
she knows no boundaries
she's won all the battles she's fought
I've been holding on so long
I don't know if I can be strong enough
... smoothing out the folds
of my life
would I fade?

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