The Used

My Cocoon

The Used

It was easier to disappear like a cloud behind the moon
And I know I'm going to want to feel that to the end
If you could, wouldn't you?
Now I'm hangin' right here in the air, spinnin' 'round in my cocoon
And I found that there was some kind of comfort there
That got me through
I will not say anything, yeah, I will not say anything, yeah
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