Hope seems like a vague memory
Lost in the fog of a dire fever dream
I fell half asleep
With my glasses still on
But the glass isn't half empty
Now, it's gone
I've got the slowly sinking shivers
In my seldom sober soul
Saving silky silver slivers
Slipping somewhere else, I'm sold
Lost in the fog of a dire fever dream
I fell half asleep
With my glasses still on
But the glass isn't half empty
Now, it's gone
I've got the slowly sinking shivers
In my seldom sober soul
Saving silky silver slivers
Slipping somewhere else, I'm sold
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