| If I could hug my love, could I try
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| For your wings to cover me and let them fold
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| Half alive I hurt the most brilliant lie
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| Sleepless eyes, close the light
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| And rest your mind while you burn
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| Can’t stutter when you’re talking with your eyes
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| By cutting out your tongue you save face
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| Feeding on the blood lets running from a big day
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| Cry on black rain, cry on black rain
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| Cry on black rain
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| If I could hug my love could I try
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| for your wings to cover me unless I fall
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| Sleepless eyes, close the light
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| And rest your mind while you burn
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| You can’t stutter when you’re talking with your eyes
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| By cutting out your tongue you save face
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| Feeding on the blood lets running from a big day
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| Cry on black rain, Cry on black rain
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| Cry on black rain
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| You can’t stutter when you’re talking with your eyes
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| By cutting out your tongue you save face
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| Feeding on the blood lets running from a big day |