Beau Navire - The Looking Glass | Текст песни

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• Beau Navire
• The Looking Glass

Sprawled against the glass keeping me miles above Earth
I feel the weight of everything compelling in this life from above and below
Asking me, begging me to push with each finger until the lips are white with frustration
I see me, I see it all
Where do we fit in?
Somewhere in between I guess

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