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I am no bit of

The oxygen in your mouth

I don't rise like the flowers in the sun

To make the people not want to run

From this city

From the cities

I am only the surrounding

Night clutching round the stars

Iv'e been trying to get you out

Voices crawling and killing

And telling and oh i'm already gone

Save me

Iv'e been at my wrists again

The visions are changing

And it's another night

Drunk out of my mind

And the needles are loosing effect

And the sky is empty again

And my heart

Can't take it

Iv'e been trying to get you out

Voices crawling and killing

And telling and oh i'm already gone

But you aren't yet

Save me