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I Hope I'm Wrong

I’m scared to take myself to pieces
And try to understand what goes inside
I have so many sides I’ve lost shape
And I don’t even notice or feel the wall I’ve run into
Silence is the plague
Spreading suggestion
Simply is it true that you can’t open your mouth
Have I seen before?
It must be deja vu
Or is this a vision of the end?
Of the end (it's over!)
It feels like a recent regret
But I really hope I’m wrong
I can’t take my eyes off it
But I hope I’m wrong!
Take it slow
Reach out my hand
It feels like a recent regret
But I really hope I’m wrong
I can’t take my eyes off it
But I hope I’m wrong!
I’m scared to take myself to pieces
And try to understand what goes inside
I have so many sides I’ve lost shape
And I don’t even notice or feel the wall I’ve run into
Feel the wall that I’ve run into