The Eye of the Storm
Sometimes, I feel not there.
Floating high above, looking down.
The confusion, the frenzy,
I don't feel anything at all.
I am the calm that holds it together.
The shrill cries and screams surround me.
I don't know how I can do it,
I don't want to be calm,
I don't want to hear and see,
I just want to explode.
Floating high above, looking down.
The confusion, the frenzy,
I don't feel anything at all.
I am the calm that holds it together.
The shrill cries and screams surround me.
I don't know how I can do it,
I don't want to be calm,
I don't want to hear and see,
I just want to explode.
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