fever to tell

sʞɹoʍ uıɐɹq ʎɯ ʍoɥ sı sıɥʇ

read my mind.
i dont mind.

You got wires, going in
You got wires, coming out of your skin
You got tears, making tracks
I got tears, that are scared of the facts

Running, down corridors through, automatic doors
Got to get to you, got to see this through…

I SEE IT IN YOUR EYES…YOU’LL BE ALRIGHT.

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