| Deep in this haze, I see her face
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| She creeps to me, she begs for me
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| I can not go, not this again
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| I’m much too weak, I’m conquered
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| And then I feel myself decline
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| In the grip of ionia
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| And then I see myself resign
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| To the lust for Ionia
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| And then she takes me down, down, down
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| And then she keeps me down, down, down
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| And then she speaks of love, love, love
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| Love, love as misery (as I lose control)
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| She clings to me, she won’t let go
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| And then she takes this all away
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| She’s tainted me, I’m nothing now
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| I’m so obscure, I’m conquered
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| And then I feel myself decline
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| In the grip of Ionia
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| And then I see myself resign
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| To the lust for Ionia
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| Of Ionia, oh Ionia, oh Ionia, oh Ionia
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| This time is not anything, it’s nothing
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| Oh Ionia I swear, that you will haunt me
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| And I’ll never know why I resign all the time
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| And I reach straight for nothing
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| Oh Ionia I swear, in an instant you’re lonely
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| And just like all the time you will throw this aside
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| And you’ll move on to nothing
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| Oh Ionia I see, through the haze she is fading
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| Oh Ionia I see, as I lose control again |