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I run to the worst conclusions
With you my thoughts are afraid
Always needing a calming tone
I'm to broken to stand alone
So I panic at the slightest falls
The worst endings flood inside
And I stay traped inside, in between
The simplest things clouding inside
I'm so afraid of losing you
So the only thing my pathetic self can do
Is panic

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