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I'm trying to hold on

But I'm slowly slipping

The world is growing colder...

Am I to lose everything?

My hand, it grows numb

I feel nothing anymore

The light, it slowly dims

My body hits the floor

A twisted smile, on your face

Haunts me into my core

To you I had given so much

That I am nothing, anymore

I'm slipping, losing the battle

To fight against this insanity

In the end, all it will cost

Is only my humanity