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Sliding doors
On Butterfly wings
Nothing is yours
It’s all for free
A rip in spacetime
A cosmic fluke
A glimpse through the turbine
That created you
Where do I begin?
Peel back all your skin
Sometimes the truth can hurt
But everything is just getting worse
A chance encounter
A casual glance
A natural disaster,
that makes you dance
A rip in spacetime
A cosmic fluke
A glimpse through the turbine
That created you
Where do I begin?
Peel back all your skin
Sometimes the truth can hurt
But everything is just getting worse
Everything is just getting worse