We’re all a little lost until we lose ourselves
And we’re a little nervous.
Until we have something to be nervous about.
And we’re all a little numb.
Too afraid to feel.
And we’re all a little nervous.
Until we have something to be nervous about.
Up goes the shield.
And on spins the wheel
And spins goes the wheel.
This is something we have to feel
So up goes my shield
Dec 28, 2019
Dec 28, 2019 at 2:23 AM UTC
We’re all a little lost until we lose ourselves
And we’re a little nervous.
Until we have something to be nervous about.
And we’re all a little numb.
Too afraid to feel.
And we’re all a little nervous.
Until we have something to be nervous about.
Up goes the shield.
And on spins the wheel
And spins goes the wheel.
This is something we have to feel
So up goes my shield
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