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I woke up sweating to the ceiling spinning.
Maybe the ceiling is a fan.
So why am I so worried?

Through these waves
I can’t see my ceiling.
These weeks are getting longer
And it’s only been a day.

Perfect and unstable.
It’s always all the same now.
Perfectly unstable.
I’ll find a way out.
Perfect or unstable?
Find out any day now.

It’s all the same ‘til we dance it away.
I don’t know who I am.
But I should find out any day now.

I just fly in my mind and there’s no land to land on.
Up in the air.
There is no right, there is no wrong.

I run around in circles with no tail to chase, it’s gone.
I’m on my knees.
Somebody left. Somebody’s wrong.

I get tired.
I get dizzy from all the spinning.
Oceans and the ceiling.

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