
probably the last of these, return to dance music 2025 From the deepest dream I woke Blurry vision indecision Your hands are at my throat Same old feeling loss and vengeance No chance you can ever make it past this Unproductive self destruction Give it a new name get a prescription I think it’s broken your thoughts For every have and have not It cost my mind this sadness Nothing more than the same empty thoughts It cost my mind this sadness From the deepest dream I woke Blurry vision indecision Your hands are at my throat Same old feeling loss and vengeance No chance that I can ever make it past this Unproductive self destruction
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