I was caught up
in what I was used to
I felt to stuck
so grounded in the glue
Sometimes it's hard for me to feel
Fresh air on my skin
and sometimes I feel like the world
has already sucked me in
Saying ‘this is you now', don't fight it
‘This is you now', don't fight it
I'm sorry for being blind to what is new
I can't confirm that I will change
So you'll have to make sure I get used to
You, you little hurricane
Is it my fault I went in circles
I thought if we could just admit to something deeper
we could have something
we could be the envy
But now I'm lying on the floor, I feel soaked
But now I'm lying on the floor, I feel soaked

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