I here the pound
The pound, the echo sound
That's bouncing around
Please stop the pound!
My thoughts are on overdrive
My arms have the 'hive'
Am I dead or still alive?
Why are they coming at me in overdrive?
Please stop me from crying
Stop my heart from dying
Open my eyes, I'm trying
Please help, I'm falling, I'm crying
The pavement I can't hit
The floor I want to miss
Please, please, please stop this
A touch from my mom I get.
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