| You can see me with closed eyes
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| You can feel me with your skin
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| Your every night has approaching my rapture
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| And your grief burns in my every word
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| Cry… we’ll never to touch each other because
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| Because I’m inside of you
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| Cry… you suffer from my eternity
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| I am your bitter cold solitude…
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| I’m in your… lives with confession
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| I’m with you… suffer from frankness
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| And something torments inside your soul
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| You can forget your life if it’s not me
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| Cry… we’ll never to touch each other because
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| Because I’m inside of you
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| Cry… you suffer from my eternity
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| I am your bitter cold solitude…
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| You can see… I’m in you
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| You can feel… I’m with you
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| (Because I’m inside of you
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| I am your cold solitude…)
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| Whispering: I’m leaving for ever
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| Emptiness is closing your eyes…
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| I can embrace your dream with your illusions
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| And for the morning you will not wake up
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| Cry… we’ll never to touch each other because
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| Because I’m inside of you
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| Cry… you suffer from my eternity
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| I am your bitter cold solitude… |