"And as the walls come down
and as I look in your eyes
my fear begins to fade
recalling all of the times
I have died
and will die
it's all right
I don't mind!
I am too, connected to you
to slip away, to fade away.
Days away, I still feel you
touching me...
...changing me...
...and considerately killing me..."
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