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Blood Red Shoes

Two Dead Minutes

Feel it creep across your shoulders

It's water running through your hands

Out of focus like a Polaroid

Spinning round and round the room

Look at the clock

Keep watching til it stops

Time is still

Nothing here is real

In our past lives

Eating up inside

The weight you hold

When you're left behind

Look at the clock

Keep watching til it stops

Time is still

Nothing here is real

In our past lives

Eating up inside

The weight you hold

When your hands are tied

Muscle memory is moving you

Asleep and walking on both feet

Empty glasses as you lose yourself

Chasing thoughts to find the peak

Look at the clock

Keep watching til it stops

Time is still

Nothing here is real

In our past lives

Eating up inside

The weight you hold

When you're left behind

Look at the clock

Keep watching til it stops

Time is still

Nothing here is real

In our past lives

Eating up inside

The weight you hold

When your hands are tied