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With the weight on my shoulders I've lost all my composure I'm not free but I feel that angels Have taken my hand and told me it's over So hesitant I wanted to go but I just can't Somethings telling me that I had to keep moving I swear it's that In the skies all I see is the cold Grounded I can't tell the visions I hold On to the weather, the feather that crossed by my face and over the hill To the smoke in my lungs from the fire that set Above my old head and did nothing but spread My heart feels so heavy and it's reaching my head One more step and I'll probably be dead My skins pale My skins pale