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A city silhouetted
From where I stand
Feels like rebellion once again
And all my friends are lost somewhere
Down rabbit holes of their own

How it chills me to the bone

A cutting wind, a jacket thin
Is still more than some have to sleep in

We find ourselves entwined
Perhaps by a mistake
Perhaps you'd call it fate
But either way, the result is the same
Existence in perpetual chains

A biting wind, a house of tin
Is still more than some have to sleep in

To you I'm drawn
Like coming home
To find you’re not really alone
Dirty floors, a broken phone
One voice speaks in monotone

How it chills me to the bone

A piercing wind on paper skin
Is still more than some have to sleep in.

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from The Seer // The Seen, released February 12, 2021

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