| Though you try to swallow me whole
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| I succumb to nothing
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| My shelter come with me
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| You know in this hell, I am torn
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| Flux of terrain we’ve been on before
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| Made it through oblivion, then they closed the door
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| Needles of meadow
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| Houses and rooms of perfumes
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| I have the same of you, now
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| What fever you’ll have of me, soon
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| Here, time is endless
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| The voices I love call me home
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| Who knows for all distance?
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| What fuses me into you, now?
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| Flux of terrain we’ve been on before
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| Made it through oblivion, then they close the door
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| On a lonely road again, we’ve been on before
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| Mothers tell their children, «We're going home»
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| Breathes you away, breathes you away
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| Breathes you away, breathes you away
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| Breathes you away, breathes you away
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| Breathes you away, breathes you away |