| I’m staring death in his eyes
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| I watch the world cave in
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| Drain like the colour from my skin
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| Is this real, is this really happening?
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| I used to sing his praise
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| But now there’s no sweetness in his name
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| He’s been dying to show me to my grave
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| Now what I see and what I dream
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| They don’t align (they don’t align, they don’t align)
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| Now face to face, my mistakes
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| Come to life (They come to life, will I survive?)
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| I feel the floor give way
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| Nothing but he and I remain
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| And I see the expression on him change
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| He leaves my wrists untied
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| Offers his hand and he tells me to decide
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| Now I’m begging him let me keep my wasted life
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| Please, it’s not my time
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| Now, what I see and what I dream
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| They don’t align (they don’t align, they don’t align)
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| Now, face to face, my mistakes
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| Come to life (They come to life, will I survive?)
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| Now, what I see and what I dream
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| They don’t align (they don’t align, they don’t align)
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| Now, face to face, my mistakes come to life
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| Now, what I see and what I dream
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| They don’t align (they don’t align, they don’t align)
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| Now, face to face, my mistakes
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| Come to life (They come to life, will I survive?) |