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your stratospheric fear of catastrophe's near, fast it's here
atmosphere past your ears, fall
but you'll neverland
second star to the right
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shoot for the stars
be the next big constellation, connect the dots between your parts 😶🌫️
MY GRIP ON MY SECRETS SLIPPING WHILE I'M SPEAKING IN TONGUES
SCREAMING AT THE TOP OF MY LUNGS IN THE CONFESSION BOOTH