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You, lit all in white, You're the coastline, Still dividing everything in sight in two. The floor was a tide, It's all that I want, it's all that I wore in time. Hardly anything, hardly anything works now... Hardly anything, hardly anything works now... You made up for my life, celebrate it! Annotating, everything's implied. And it grew, I just couldn't decide, For all that I want, I'm dying to scale its side. Hardly anything, hardly anything works now... Hardly anything, hardly anything works now... Better wide-awake, better hide, but I'm forgetting where I came from. Better emigrate, better try, but I've forgotten what I'm made of. From Letras Mania