The world is shrinking beneath my feet,
I toss and turn - I can not sleep.
Slowly but surely falling under the scope,
The noose is tightening...I can feel the rope.
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The world is shrinking beneath my feet,
I toss and turn - I can not sleep.
Slowly but surely falling under the scope,
The noose is tightening...I can feel the rope.