| Would you pull me in or push me out? |
| The gold
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| Corona’s what I dream about. |
| Pale skin and crystal
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| Eyes, a power that I can’t deny
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| Stay close to me, come lose yourself, walk into
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| The bitterness
|
| Come to me, undo yourself, innocently
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| Discontent. |
| Stay with me, come lose yourself
|
| Far into the wilderness
|
| Would you pull me in or push me out? |
| The gold
|
| Corona’s what I dream about. |
| Pale skin and crystal
|
| Eyes, a power that I can’t deny
|
| Stay close to me, come lose yourself, walk into
|
| The bitterness
|
| Come to me, undo yourself, innocently
|
| Discontent. |
| Stay with me, come lose yourself
|
| Far into the wilderness
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| A bind so strong heals my heart. |
| I live a spiritual
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| And supernatural life. |
| Prayers behind every scene
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| I just can’t be alone
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| We are taken, we are frozen
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| You are the winter biting, piercing my skin
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| The storm may come, malevolent fun but I am
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| Still here alone
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| We are taken, we are frozen
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| I look deep down inside, discovering the truth
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| I can see the fool that froze the sky with pale skin
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| And crystal eyes |