The air grows thin, I'm pulling away
from the face of the earth, seven shades of grey.
What I knew - I don't, and thought - is wrong.
The road less traveled is oh so long.
Where are your friends, in the dead of night?
To help you through your fears, overcome your fright.
The cards are dealt..air grows thin,
This is a game I don't want to win.
It's a loose loose deal, with me in the middle
May we change the odds to this never ending riddle?
Break through the clouds, into the sky
Now I see it all (Forgetting to fly).
Air so thin, and my wings not spread
I start sinking swiftly, to the ground..... I'm dead
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