| Unborn |
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| Don’t die in my arms, nineteen-two |
| Don’t give up on me |
| Don’t let go of my arms, nineteen-two |
| Don’t let go of me |
| I need you more than you think, nineteen-two |
| I need you more than anyone else does |
| Why can’t you love me, nineteen-two? |
| Even when I dream of you |
| Keep telling myself it’s for the better |
| But how could that be? |
| Man’s an ocean, deep and troubled |
| Its bed is looking for the light x3 |
| Its bed is looking for |
