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My lungs need to act like windows and open up I can't breathe Tell the furniture to take off their costumes I'm sick and tired of feeling empty in a crowded room Being claustrophobic never felt so selfish I know I'm not crazy I would take anything to bypass my mood You can't consume what you're allergic to Turn the lights off, turn the lights off I don't wanna see anything Turn the lights off Hope is all I need to bring I'll lay you by the door You'll leak into the You'll leak into the floor You'll leak into the floorboards I wanna hear you speak Either you're shrinking or this place is expanding Like sewers in the Spring ... is all you need to bring (to the table) I've tried before (try again) impossible (believe me) believe you? I don't believe in anything From Letras Mania