_laying in a bathtub full of freezing water, wishing you were a ghost_
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Lying in the screaming silence
I can hear the faint sound
of raindrops
Crash into the concrete
They remind me of a fresh tear
Cold and wet
And I cannot help but tiptoe
into the atmosphere
And sing in unison with
The dreary night
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