Vanished

We cling to each other Like a child and a mother A desperation of separation I feel I'm going under To the left to the right to the middle My head is spinning around To the left to the right to the middle I am going under ground Untrue as true can be We're seeking endlessly No answers for tomorrow We'll drown in our sorrow Vanishing horizons We leave each other cold I am dying on the inside No where left to go The bruises on my skin Means you held too tight The evil that you spoke of Doesn't make it right I know what you're feeling I know what you're thinking I know what you're doing I know what you're feeling Vanishing horizons We leave each other cold I am dying on the inside No where left to go The bruises on my skin Means you held too tight The evil that you spoke of Doesn't make it right

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