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There's a point you're told is close enough like a camera lurks behind your eyes they're thinking you don't feel the same but you're drowning too with no escape no escape. There's a point where all will shut you out so you watch 'em drift off through the room but you hold the keys so you have to wait to pull over ten times on the drive home yeah you know the way home. There's a point where all rough edges fade Letras de cancionesyou're dancing free of frowns and stares I often long to dip my big toe in I might sink like a stone in your curly hair your curly hair. There's a point I wanna reach with you but I'm holding back for fear (or pride) from the roller-coaster around this zoo I just count the casualties of the ride I just count the casualties of the ride the point is...? From Letras Mania