Like a magnet, the constellations in the sky,
Sky high is where my heart resides.
Sky high is what it feels,
Down low is where the fear,
Shattered, drenched in tears,
It's clear, it's when you know,
death, death is near.
Rescue me, rescue me, it's cold.
Take me away from this buried soul,
it seems to not be here,
Rock bottom.
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