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Text: Ivy. Realistic. Decay.


Drifting softly
Riding shadows
Let me drift away
Closing my eyes
Wandering so far
Trying to stop this slow decay

I'll never be the same again

Silence fills me
Sweet infusion
Let me start to fade away
Rising higher
And no longer
Watching myself in slow decay

I'll never be the same again