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Are you real? You float like a spector Rocks under your fingers I dig them out for luck and I keep them around Mud in your shoes Your shadow at nighttime The glow of the lights shine You are a light to me and I keep you around I miss you already But you were too gone too soon I can't understand you The fun has gone open wound Seven degrees You wrap me in silence Your hand is on my neck To keep your fingers warm, so you keep them around Holding my hand You spasm in your sleep I close my eyes again You calm down, that's why you keep me around I miss you already But you were too gone too soon I can't understand you The fun has gone open wound From Letras Mania