Desperate from This Dance by Street Rat

At season's turn you were afraid
To see the world in different shades
Hold it close, hold it tight
Desperate, knuckles white
Desperate

Never knowing what this will become
We're just tying knots that only come undone
Feel it slipping out from underneath your thumb
I think we're done

Follow the breeze it's all you can...
... do...

You hold it close, you hold it tight
Desperate, knuckles white
You don't feel right, you don't feel right
You don't feel right, you don't feel right

Shifting sands, falling leaves
Swirling storms, waving seas
We're all caught in the breeze
In the breeze, in the breeze

"F̪͖l̝̤o͖̩̣̗̗͎̦̘̪w̨̪̥̘̝̠̰ ͏̭̮͎w̩͇͢i̷͖̻̹̮͜t̴̞́͟ḥ̠̀ ̣̖͙̭̣̜̗̹͡t̪̕h҉̩͖̪̥̀e̕͞͏̪̦͚ͅ ̻͡w̛̩͙͝͝i̢̛͍̭͈͇̮̯̕n͏̵̺͈̦̳d͈͇̘̰̜͘ ̷̯͍͝ǫ̷͉̞̲͕̮̤́r̴̷͍̥͖ ̵͇̝͙͇̼̲͙͙͝l̥̫̭͉̻͕͢e̷͚̺̝̺͍͙͘͜t͏̮̙ ̵̵̻̻̫̥̩i҉̶͕̺̳̝t̶̴̟̬̭ ̸̛̺͈͎̩̱̟̤̩b̵̶̡̭̜͓̞̼̤͙̝̤l̸̨̛̥͉͙̟ó̰̟̦̞̘ẃ̨̟̲͓͔̱̫ ̢̥̹̫͔̼̟̠͡y̖͕͕̬̬̪͚͍͟͝ò͖͎̭̜͇̳̞͔u̵̷̞̪͇̬̦ ̖̰̩͈̰͔̱͡o͠͏̝͇̠̹̳̮̰̙v̩͕͕̜̤͟͜e͜͏͖̠̹̲͔r̬͓̖̯͢͠"

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