| I’m breathing yet I fight for air
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| This tomb you’ve pulled me down
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| A nomad in this barren land
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| Your binds ahold of my desperate hand
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| The light that projects
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| Forth from your eyes
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| Sucks out the life that life that lies within mine
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| Somber and weak is heart of a slave
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| Emerge with dispirited hate
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| Bring me to my feet my rash lioness
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| Wash away all my pain
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| The hunger for more forced you out of that place
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| I was the light you would need
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| The light that projects
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| Forth from your mind
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| Sucked out the hope that lied within mine
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| I was the light you would need
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| Wanderer upon the dead sea
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| Nomad in this barren land
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| Worlds away, my heart is gone
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| Take my desperate hand
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| Captive in self-loathing calm
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| A semblance of revenants haunting my thoughts
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| The temptress you were
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| The air between your bones is desolate and cold
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| I was breathing yet I fought for air
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| That tomb you pulled me down
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| You were falling to a dark abyss
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| I should have let you drown |