When you’re breathing down my neck
I can’t feel, I can’t feel
When my mail is on my desk
I can feel, I can feel
When you’re breathing down my neck
I can feel, I can feel (eeeeel)
the people we know
the places they go
the blankest of stares
cause they know they're alone
the words they define
the gifts are all lies
that live in the ground
and then lurks in the night
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