endless story

Peripheral

Conspiracy
It's more than a theory
It seems so real
Beyond that door
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To live in...
I need to be real
When I walk through that door

Tell me am I paranoid
When I'm drowning in whispers
Tell me am I paranoid
When you world feels like...

I know
My fixed shadow
Creeping with me
On the edge of sight
The slow drowning
In stiff suffocating
Creeping as me
I become the edge of sight

P.S. спасибо  Frau Wendt за помощь =)