And the blood streets and the new wave, it's the renaissance of these days

It's miserable, trying to avoid your eyes because I was afraid of getting lost in them.

But for a split second, I did consider just letting my guard down, but the fumes were clouding your eyes.

So many fluids one would think that I'd sink, but I was clearly floating in my perpetual dreamy yet sorrowful state of mind.

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