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Sep 2017
The water keeps rising and I keep dying
I'm clawing to the surface , the chains at my feet keep me from leaving
The air is gone and darkness takes me
I open my eyes and see I'm above ground
but I'm still drowning
Little Bird
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Little Bird  Texas
(Texas)   
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   Lior Gavra
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