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I watched you flare up from the ink Nocturnal glances were surrounding Our legs got sucked in and Our bodies keep on lifting off the sheets Our hands get tied to our minds and We keep on talking in our sleep Caspian power moves within me My circulation thermohaline Our fingers swell up and Our bodies keep on lifting off the sheets Our eyelids collapse and Our limbs and hinges rust into the sea We all seem to have big plans We all seem to have Our legs got sucked in and Our bodies keep on lifting off the sheets Our eyelids collapse and Our limbs and hinges rust into the sea We all seem to have big plans We all seem to have big plans We all seem to have From Letras Mania