| Hold me. |
| My ego dies in me.
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| Your bitter lifes in me. |
| Your lifes in me.
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| Its harmony. |
| You wish no harm on me.
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| And put the light in me. |
| Enlighten me.
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| With my arms wide open.
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| Blinded by your glow that flows from within.
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| I drown in your eyes — my own prison cell.
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| Is it heaven? |
| Is it hell?
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| Im begging
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| Please, please, oh, tame your ghosts.
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| Please, please, come tame your ghosts.
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| I feed on your light. |
| But Ive never felt so cold.
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| Im pretty alive. |
| But Ive never felt so cold.
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| A chill is running through my skin and bones, through my veins.
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| The lonely ghosts come closer, scream and moan rattling chains.
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| With my arms wide open. |
| Blinded by your glow that flows from within.
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| I drown in your eyes — my own prison cell. |
| Its my heaven, its my hell.
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| Hold me. |
| My ego dies in me.
|
| Your bitter lifes in me. |
| Your lifes in me.
|
| Its harmony. |
| You wish no harm on me.
|
| And put the light in me. |
| Enlighten me.
|
| With my arms wide open.
|
| Blinded by your glow that flows from within.
|
| I drown in your eyes — my own prison cell.
|
| Is it heaven? |
| Is it hell?
|
| Im begging
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| Please, please, oh, tame your ghosts.
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| Please, please, come tame your ghosts.
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| I feed on your light, but Ive never felt so cold.
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| Im pretty alive, but I’ve never felt so cold… |