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Sometimes, songs never get old.

The Microphones - "The Glow Pt. 2"

I took my shirt off in the yard
no one saw that the skin on my shoulders was golden
now it's not
my shirt's back on
I forgot my songs
the glow is gone
my gliding body stopped

I could not get through September without a battle
I faced death
I went in with my arms swinging
but I heard my own breath
I had to face that I'm still living

I'm still flesh
I hold on to life with feelings

I'm not dead
there's no end
my face is red
my blood flows harshly
my heart beats loudly

my chest still draws breath
I hold it
I'm boiling
there's no end