Means of Existence

Today I pet my dog

He felt different

I can't feel my hands

It's the cold

Nah the distance

I can disappear

In the trees

In an instant

That's just what I learned

Through my Means of Existence

In my head with the rejects

Me and you could whisper I can keep a secret

Darkest frozen winter lighting up a beacon

Choking now I'm geeking drooling on the weekend

Going 99 trying to reach my best friend

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Flying through the night thinking bout a lesson

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