Laying
Cannot sleep
Wanting nothing but dreams
And still the sun doesn't yet rise
So I put on my rubber chains
Imagination soars
The feeling of air and feathers
Fills my chest
Hearing rumors of love
I feel that effort
in my veins
Then disappointment
Sadness
Cannot move
Barely holding on to control
Don't want to take off my rubber chains
I love my headphones
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