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I stood on ice
You broke it for fun
Shadows in my window
Each time I try to run
And I'm scared cause
Through the telescop you see
Millions of pieces of glass in me
Glass and bone are all I see
And small blue things are watching me
Flash and bone and blood and sweat
King from you have had made
When you hold me I am blown
I wish that glass could turn to stone
