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I know

I did something free, I can’t tell if it’s wrong
Running cross-eyed, hearing the sound of my lungs

I’m hoping that it feels good, it turns, it turns, it turns
Trying to breathe in, it turns, it turns, it turns
I’m hoping that it’s easy, it turns, it turns, it turns
Watch out when you’re faced by what you don’t know
Eyes turn, cheeks burn, tell me: where do I go?

I’m hoping that it feels good, it turns, it turns, it turns
Trying to breathe in, it turns, it turns, it turns
I’m hoping that it’s easy, it turns, it turns, it turns
I’m hoping you believe me, it turns, it turns, it turns

I know