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Spun Around

Keeling at the sink i'm reeling

Waiting for the calm that can't be found

I've swallowed all the pills, i'm cold

And the dreams are starting to take hold.

Thinking that this room is sinking

And my god is nowhere to be found

1,2,3,4 (backwards)

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