Suddenly you're shaking with pain, shooting down inside you and now you're crumbling away, but this isn't like you. It doesn't stop till it breaks down, oh you know you're breathing locks and your balance goes And la da da da da... It takes a minute, la da da da da It doesn't finish, la da da da da You're breaking faster, la da da da da You're nothing after, There's nothing after all. You try to make your escape, but the blows keep coming And as the dust clears away, you start to notice something Each time a piece crashes down into the floor, You're a little lighter than just before. And la da da da da...
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