Waiting, for you to call
Running, to the wall

My seat-belts on, but I still don't feel safe
Where were you? Where are you?

Isolated and pretty damn confused
Don't have many friends so there isn't much to do
I know that I'm not like all of the rest
I have a red heart pumping out my chest
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