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I saw you slipping through the cracks of the floorI felt you oozing past your relative's doorsDon't think your nerves will have a fluent diseaseI hope your body won't be taken from meYou're wasting time on such a trivial thingSome wicked fluids dripping into the sinkIs this a trick? Is this a trick?Can't look away right now it's making me sickYour airways covered in a shimmering filmThe x-rays show it as a dangerous illKeeping things static cause I hope that you'll stayI'll hold your hand as you are drifting awayYou're wasting time on such a trivial thingSome wicked fluids dripping into the sinkIs this a trick? Is this a trick?Can't look away right now it's making me sickI saw you slipping through the cracks of the floorI felt you oozing past your relative's doorsDon't think your nerves will have a fluent diseaseI hope your body won't be taken from meYou're wasting time on such a trivial thingSome wicked fluids dripping into the sinkIs this a trick? Is this a trick?Can't look away right now it's making me sick From Letras Mania