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holocene - b minor 127 bpm
[VERSE ONE]
Why does my mirror look so gross
It’s hard to believe that I look like a dying crow
Fly like a raven in autumn glow
Trying to find summer highs, escaping that winter low
[CHORUS]
Can’t I take a breath or two
Can’t I make a breakthrough
[VERSE TWO]
If I could change the past
Would I ever miss the chance
Inside your eyes
You hold the power
To make my wish come true
[CHORUS]
Can’t I take a breath or two
Can’t I make a breakthrough
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