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I wanna stay, I can't go on
And I'm gonna wait, till morning comes
However warped my head
And I won't be on my way until I
Fluttering, shuttering eyelids and my skin is crawling
My fingernails scrawling

As my lungs begin to shudder
And my legs begin to flutter
What I hold in my hand won't be on my way until I, yeah
Fluttering, shuttering eyelids and my skin is crawling
My fingernails scrawling