| Hold me, don’t let light in through the cracks in the tile
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| I won’t cross breed the silence all night
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| I miss all the warmth in the creatures we despise we all learn to make sense of
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| the fire
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| I’ve been doubting all those fools saying that we’re all alone, my gut’s the
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| only level tool I own
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| So don’t be hit or miss when you wanna get where you’re going, just fix
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| yourself to kill your own son
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| On a loan I float my hopes, call me slow but time will change with my notes,
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| creature blur caught in my stern
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| Holy waters only help me burn
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| Holy ghost beneath my bones, help me hold my own
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| To record this I rely on my willing to stay up
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| I feel like the rattlings I eat through to see you, you won’t be sent to safe
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| so call home
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| The verdicts are curling their wings round my ways up
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| And it looks like the worst they got us but spared you, we all need to make
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| sense of the truth
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| On a loan I float my hopes, call me slow but time will change with my notes,
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| creature blur caught in my stern
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| Holy waters only help me burn
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| Holy ghost beneath my bones, help me hold my own |