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I’ve lost touch with everything Who I am, where I’m going I woke up in a sterile room Fallen leaves crisp on the ground I can’t recall them ever falling Northern snow comes into view All I recall was losing touch Lost my head face down in a mirror Pslipping through it, killing myself Falling One more line, I’ll feel it this time Call it a night, take a cab home But I woke up months in the future Falling I’ve lost touch with everything Who I am, where I’m going But I recognize this mass confusion Tell me more, talk to me Who am I? Where was I going? Blinding light obstructs my view From Letras Mania