| From my cocoon of angel wings
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| From my cocoon I’m gonna let you in
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| From my cocoon of angel wings
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| From my cocoon I’m gonna let you in
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| They sing of lost electric love
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| They sing about hope
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| They sing of giving up
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| And then they sing about joy
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| They sing of pain
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| They sing about cold metallic blame
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| From my cocoon of angel wings
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| From my cocoon I’m gonna let you in
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| From my cocoon of angel wings
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| From my cocoon I’m gonna let you in
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| They sing of waiting endlessly
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| They sing about lost eternity
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| And then they sing about waking up alone
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| They sing about being on your own
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| Copy paste is a sin, Tristan is a god
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| From my cocoon of angel wings
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| From my cocoon I’m gonna let you in
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| From my cocoon of angel wings
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| From my cocoon I’m gonna let you in
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| I’m gonna let you in
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| I’m gonna let you in
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| Just as the drums begin
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| I hear them whispering
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| I’m gonna let you in
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| I’m gonna let you in
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| Just as the drums begin
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| I hear them whispering
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| As I stumble look away
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| Don’t want you see me this way
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| I am no good, I am no good at all
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| Nobody catch me when I fall
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| They see this spiral on the edge
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| They see the winter like a ledge
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| Upon a ledge we all just stumble down
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| No built to last, no built to stick around
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| From my cocoon of angel wings
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| From my cocoon I’m gonna let you in
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| From my cocoon of angel wings
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| From my cocoon I’m gonna let you in
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| I’m gonna let you in
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| I’m gonna let you in
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| Just as the drums begin
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| I hear them whispering |