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Can't turn away, |
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The only way is a river, |
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And you know that it drowns, |
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A wolf in disguise, |
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I see you trough but you're running. |
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Angel in disgrace, |
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You won't give your soul to the devil but you know that you can. |
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Cold where I roam, |
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Tie these broken bones, |
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Your every finger burns like salt in the wounds. |
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Religious child, |
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Delicious in black when you're falling yet you know that it's true. |
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A wolf in your eyes, |
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Shade of moon lighten in you. |
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Desire. |
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You can't give your soul to the devil but you know that you will. |
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Cold where I roam, |
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Tie these broken bones, |
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Your every finger burns like salt in the wounds. |
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Breath from your veins, |
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Let me bathe from you, |
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Your every word cuts deeper inside my skin. |
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The cruelty is ice and the pain starts from fire, |
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This I swear, |
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This I swear. |
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Love is the guest in the house of a death, |
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This I swear, |
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This I swear. |
