Telescopes by Mae
I'll stare into the mirror just long enough to feel
Because I know that you are coming for me and you're here
I see my fate and losing grip and contact with the ground
Oh no here we go yeah
It reminds me of a reoccurring nightmare with the theme
Stuck inside the TV like a pixilated dream
You look at me for answers but my mouth is drying out
Trade whispers for shouts and let me out
It's all slipping away
Can't take the truth for another day
It's all slipping away
And I can feel it overtaking me
Slip away, slipping away
I never took the time with you to reflect and refract
My subject took attention from your plan it can in fact
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