| Paint me like a ghost |
| Drown me in your sins |
| Tying up my lungs |
| But I'm breathing out again |
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| We keep fighting with the lonely |
| Clouds are creeping in |
| So I place them on a shelf |
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| And it feels like fire |
| Burning off my skin |
| Through the red and dire |
| It will melt like porcelain |
| In the dying shadows |
| Of the mess we're in |
| All the world is dark now |
| And I'm a little lost in here |
|
| Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh |
| Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh |
| Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh |
| Now I'm a little lost in here |
|
| Catch me like a stone |
| Throw me to the night |
| Give me wings from bones |
| Show me how to fly |
|
| We keep fighting with the broken |
| Clouds are creeping in |
| So I place them on a shelf |
|
| And it feels like fire (Ooh) |
| Burning off my skin |
| Through the red and dire |
| It will melt like porcelain |
| In the dying shadows (Ooh) |
| Of the mess we're in |
| All the world is dark now |
| And I'm a little lost in here |
|
| Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh |
| Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh |
| Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh |
| Now I'm a little lost in here |
| Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh |
| Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh |
| Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh |
| Now I'm a little lost in here |
|
| Fighting the cold |
| 'Till we breathe it out again |
| 'Till we breathe it out again |
| Woah, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh |
| Fighting the cold |
| 'Till we breathe it out again |
| 'Till we breathe it out again |
|
| Paint me like a ghost |
| Drown me in your sins |
| Tying up my lungs |
| But I'm breathing out again |
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